I remember those busy hands
Was amazed by that dazzling mind,
And the sparkle in his eyes
Now at rest the hands are still,
The mind is now at peace
And those dazzling eyes now sleep,
Yet the memory of him continues on,
The love he exuded remains
Within the hearts of all he touched,
The kindness he showed will linger on
Even though we feel he’s gone,
Yet he’s not, he’s always here
Just remember a fond time,
And you’ll always sense him near.
fauxcroft 
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