Dear vague muscular man with a beard or a sword in the sky,
Or a man portrayed happier than what he should be waking up
It's 4:52 AM on a Spring day,
but this Spring you brought me something that withers.
A beautiful flower possessed by a fellow friend.
A best friend, that has moved on from the sheer connection of needing to see one another in a consistent fashion.
None the less, this time apart strengthened a bond between brothers.
I wondered why the sky cried at a time like this.
The thoughts of a pagan would only renounce it as the mourning of a beautiful soul leaving this prosperous earthly rock.
Into the cosmos to ping pong from celestials to share of a story only one human can.
I give my condolences to not only a growing young man, but to also your family and friends whom were also close to your mother.
My apologies if I sound like a broken record, but I am sincerely sorry for your loss.
For only the minimal amount of time I've met your mother, she's radiated of the finest qualities of any person I've ever met.
She was honestly an absolute jewel to be around, her laugh gave spirit, her humor gave comfortability.
If only I knew sooner of all these events happening, I wished could turn back the clock and be there by your side, supporting you all from the beginning.
I know these are tough times, I would just like to let you know, I am firmly here whenever you are in need.
Once again, I'd just want to say, my condolences. May love and peace stay upon you and your family.