In Loving Memory
Now he’s just a memory we choose to cherish
Yet only yesterday he was here,
Skillfully crafting his written and spoken word Filling rooms with tales and peals of laughter
He was loving, loved and celebrated.
A thick cloud still shrouds his passing, Turning stones upturn no answers.
Our faith, his own remains:
His God will remember him and Restore his life, his love and dignity,
And that justice will certainly Be served at God’s appointed time.