Thursday 20 January 2011

Voice

Twenty years don’t seem enough,
But for you it was all too much,
For what this life turned out to be,
Was not right for you, now we see.
You were loved as a friend,
Cherished brother, son, to the end,
Now we must let you go,
Not understanding why it’s so.
Tearfully we say goodbye,
And lay you down to rest,
You made your choice,
Found your wings, your voice,
And now you’re free to fly.