I remember your smile the last time we saw,
so humble it beamed, covering every flaw.
Your warm heart and demeanor I admired in secret,
in a world of sorrow, your joy expression would defeat.
many said you were hardworking, to that I concur,
the days and nights of endless toil, never would it occur,
that I'd wake one morn to hear that you're gone,
"Never", I'd say, "Never!"... my heart with grief torn.
The journey of life we know...
