Steve Smith was a gentle soul,
He brought us joy; made us whole.
Tears rolled freely down my face,
But now he's in a better place.
Suddenly he whispered near,
So quietly and yet so clear:
Have no worries. Have no fears.
Do not be sad. Please dry your tears.
I'm at home with God above,
And I'm surrounded by His love.
Mom and pop, they welcomed me,
And all those souls I've longed to see.
Be at peace. Release your care.
Say my name and I'll be there.
Know that we'll not be apart.
My memory lives within your heart.
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Poetry of Life
PoetryA collection of poetry steeped in the joy and pain of life's precious moments. From the effects of bullying to the loss of children, each moment shapes who we are, and our struggles can either destroy us or make us stronger. These poems reflect the...
