"I bought this journal in Boston,
I bought it while I had gotten,
A pumpkin spice latte,
'Cause the first frost was just the other day..
And no one else really knows what that means,
But I'm trying to adjust to new routines.
Living my life- without you in it,
I'm still in shock that you just split.
Your light was brighter than anyone ever,
There is no one like you, no one more clever.
You left glitter everywhere you went,
Now the heavens sparkle, as you ascend.
I'm so sorry I didn't see,
The underlying reality,
Of how much pain you endured,
But if I had known, rest assured,
That we would have moved mountains to save you,
You were only thirty-two.
I know you always wanted what was best for me,
Now I promise- I guarantee,
That I will do my very best,
To be grateful for life, and remember I am blessed."