In Memory Of

Floating with such grace,

Wings as delicate as lace.

For some you are but a mere butterfly,

And for others you are the living hope of one that did die.

In life you could bring a smile that lit up a room.

Your strength and bravery could lift people from doom.

At times, I wonder where you are now.

...I'd send you a message, if only I knew how.

In the past, death meant nothingness.

But now I realise the value of a realness

After passing, the theory of living on,

And the value it has, although it's a con.

I am sorry I don't believe that you are still around,

Because in my head I know that you are in the ground.

My heart, though, does hope that you can still hear me,

So you knew how many really cared, if only you could see.

You mean so much to so many people,

And your spirit from life will always be remembered.