For through the looking glass of time we travel, Never sure what fruits or despair will lie before us, But you trudged on. Each day, it seems, we look toward others to put the pieces back together, From heartbreak to jubilation, You smiled wide. For with a simple word of greeting, You could ease the room from tension to laughter. You shrugged if off. Now, now we are left to sort through the pieces, Remembering memories of old, of the best, of a friend. Many may not have known your kind heartedness, But for those of us who did, we can look toward the heavens and see you there, A shooting star, Painting a reminder to be unique, be ourselves, To smile as you gallivant across the cosmos, Entrusting your light to those in need. Rest in Peace man.
