As I look up to the skies above,
The stars stretch endlessly –
But somehow all those rays of light
Seem dimmer now to me.
As I watch the morning sun appear,
The shadows still don’t fade —
As if the brightest light of all
Was somehow swept away.
Though I see the branches swaying,
And watch their dancing leaves –
The echoes carried on the wind
Don’t sound the same to me.
As I listen to the morning birds
Sing softly from afar –
It seems to be a mournful tune
That echoes in my heart.
Another day has come again,
As time moves surely on –
But nothing now seems quite the same,
To know that he is gone.
The days and weeks and months ahead
Will never be the same –
Because a treasure beyond words
Can never be replaced.
The loss cannot be measured now,
The void cannot be filled –
And though someday the grief may fade,
His mark will live on still.
For even with my heavy heart,
I know that I’ve been blessed
To have been one who’s life he touched
With warmth so infinite.