And this…
Two teardrops a rose and cherry blossom
Here is the reason why I have all three of these things etched into the face of me.
Two teardrop’s that run down the left side of my face, they are for the tears that fell for the two Son’s I’ve lost and I can’t replace.
The hardest and the proudest things that I’ve ever done is to carry the coffin of each son.
Only twice in my adult life in public did I cry, my tears bounced off each coffin lid as I carried each one to where they both now lie
There is a red rose planted on my face and I also one on Papillion’s last resting place.
At his funeral one of the songs we chose was by Bette Midler and it was called The Rose.
The cherry blossom that surrounds the rose is also on my cheek and is a tree I planted on the grave of his twin brother and my wife Monique
Just like those Cherry trees for both of them I weep
