For

you loved everything -

But everything died

along with

your manner to.

As this comfort made me

feel safe with you.

So

I came to share

to your humble stone

that I wont forget

to bring you flowers,

on each occasion

you thought special.

Your

broach of honesty

came to haunt you

with your prayers

that you sang each night,

every night.

Indeed

you died knowing

what is right,

what is wrong;

And how you solved

each problem with open arms

takes me back,

When.