Saying goodbye is easiest to say, but
Living without you is the hardest way
Your life was a blessing,
Your memory a treasure,
And missed beyond measure.
We will never forget little things:
Your soft voice, sideways smile, and
Gentle laugh.
Memory of these little things could
Dissolves grief like morning mist
With the rising sun.
Brother, you would want us not to
Grieve for your going away,
Not be sad for a day, for with
God's armor you fought hard and
Won until the close of your day.
Oh, that we should gather spring
Flowers to remember where you lay.
Stay a few minutes, then go, and
Remember only the best as you rest.
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
March 14,2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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