Like a suspended blade
That has to
descend
The news
came,
And your
name cannot now be called
So that you
will hear.
Instead, it
will be inscribed
On the certificates,
the obituaries
And the
programmes.
You were a
wonderful man,
A man of
many aspects
Shining out
through many facets
Like a
diamond.
Shining out through words and paint
Onto paper canvas and walls,
Giving generously to all and for all.
And those of us left behind,
Must try to continue to create as best we can,
With your memory in our minds.
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