Someone so dearly loved, So popular with his friends, We should not cry forever, For this is not the end. His memory lives amongst us, Times we both laughed and cried, I cannot bare to lose him, But one day, we all must die, I hear his voice within me, and his funny little laugh So many things remind me; Of times that are now gone past. I knew of no-one who hated him, He was the apple of every eye Any conflicts, we all once had
are now by the by.

The loss cannot be measured now,
The void cannot be filled–
And though someday the grief may fade,
His mark will live on still.
For even with my heavy heart,
I know that I’ve been blessed
To have been one who’s life he touched
With warmth so infinite.