To a boy I once knew,
I hope you know we loved you.
And we'll continue
As we hear you in the whispers
Of little mischief-makers
In school on a Sunday morning,
And we'll see your shadow
Flicker across the icons of the altar.
We'll feel the summer breeze
And think of you, your gentleness.
We'll see your face, sometimes,
In our dreams at night,
And we'll wish you were here.
But those childish voices,
That candle-lit altar,
Those summer breezes...
They'll remind us
That a soul in pain cannot bring
Such beauty.
They'll remind us that you're at peace.
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For S... May his memory be honoured and eternal.
