a knife slipping between the bones,
the news stabs, slices, straight through
to my heart.

utter denial. it cannot be so.

how can order be restored?
where are the checks and balances?
how can the world lose such a beautiful person?

you are a whirlwind of love
the queen of silliness,
always ready to strike a pose
promising great solemnity
with newspaper in hand
whilst all around people dance

you are an excitable puppy,
forever leaping into the unknown with two feet
and, always, a smile.

you are enthusiasm personified
a metaphor for life itself.
charming and enchanting,
kind and ever-loving,
patient and loyal.

utter denial. it cannot be so.
I will miss you more than you could ever know.