That final eve held back as long as it could before coaxing our likeness to rest.

I am not lost in the dark of that night, as you still shake your hair in the sun of my memory.

We all know you gave us your all, and will continue to.

I may not recognize you at first but will always continue to look for you.

As you are not gone Only waiting for me. Somewhere.

With fresh cut flowers and something knitted.

Celebration of Life to be scheduled for early summer.