All it took was a glance to the date on my computer screen.
Seven years ago today, you were still a teen
Early morning July 3rd, the dawn was breaking
And your own life you were taking.
I know you had your reasons
I would have told you that life is worth living
And that we all have our seasons
I hope at the very least in that last moment
You knew you were loved
By a great and loving God above.
This day comes around every year,
And the strength of your character becomes that much more clear.
Boy did you carry that sense of life
That passion inside that flowed from your hands
onto paper, walls and canvas
you believed that love could change the world
Poetic words spoken from your lips
Into our ears, hearts and histories
“Live to love” you said,
“Create love and be free”
It took losing you for so many to finally see.
It’s undeniable, the strength you carried
From your first breath until the day you were buried
In all your ways you breathed humility
And in the end I’m reminded of life’s fragility.
I wish you were here.
There are so many things I’d like to tell you.
And share perhaps over a beer
Your life has touched mine and others
Many mothers, friends, sisters and brothers
If there is anything to gain
I want you to know your life was not lived in vain.
One last and little secret I can’t forget.
Remember those prank calls you used to get?
Your favorite songs
played to you by a random somebody
All those years ago,
yeah, that was me.
Much love, friend.