We'll remember him-all of us.
How could we forget a man like that,
The man in black
In a world which was dark
A man who knew what it was to be lost.
He recaptured the ancient Beam of Light,
That glows with many radiant colors,
And held it aloft to light the way
For all the rest of us who are struggling
In the dark-like he was.
He sang his songs and gave us new hope.
We loved him.
He gave us something
Which no one else has given before or ever will again.
There was just one of him-
He'll be remembered through the ages to come
As the man in black.
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Love and remembrance-two things that death can never touch. Wonderful write, Kate. Warmest regards, Sandra