All I see are names and flowers And dates finalized in stone The plot dug yesterday for Michael With dirt left to fill the hole His father grabs the only shovel Throws dirt atop his only son His mother grabs his only sister Weak I join the Rabbi's song Years ago I listened To the song that Michael wrote His hands accompanied my mother's voice She sang his melody for loss And I learned to play it on the piano For months this song was all I knew "Circles" running through my fingers Played inside me as I grew Names recited once a year We light a candle on the date For years I never had a reason Today his name burns through my flame And I learned to play it on the piano For months his songs was all I knew "Circles" running through my fingers Played inside me as I grew