No close family,
He chose me to speak for him,
My best friend,
My partner,
The one who had my back,
His life ended so suddenly.
I sit here alone,
Writing this eulogy,
I've known him for ten years,
Yet I still don’t know what to say,
I have to write something,
For his sake.
Scrunched paper,
Strewn across my flat,
Dark black ink scribbled out words,
Words I want to say,
But I cannot.
As a member of the armed forces,
You'd think I would know,
What to write,
About a friend who'd died,
Killed in action.
I try,
One last time,
The last piece of paper,
The pen will run out if I don’t write something,
My best friend, my partner in crime you may say.
I start with this,
Remembrance of the times,
When we were ten,
That was twelve years ago,
When he and I would race the fields,
Jump about in muddy puddles.
I smile,
This is working,
I write and I write,
It's piecing together perfectly,
One last word and it's done.
Goodbye…