The Echo Of Friendship

It’s only right that the skies should turn grey and the rain fall softly.

It’s only right that tears fall into the pooling rain.

The ripples that form on the water are a metaphor for our lives.

The ripple emanates on long after the individual droplet has disappeared.

So it is with ourselves and the lives we touch. The effect lives well past the event.

From where you now stand you see so much more than I can.

You fully understand the true nature of it all from beginning to end.

We mourn the loss of your presence in the echo of the ripples you left behind.

Save me a seat near the throne brother. I’ll see you again one day.

A Love Well Lived

I will never forget your smile. I’ll never forget your kind words when my world was falling apart. When the load was heavy you were quick to lend a hand. So many times when the light was dim and land was gray you sat down and shared your true colors. The joy you gave you placed directly into our hearts and we will carry it with us to the end.