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 whose life he touched With warmth so infinite.