It’s hard to imagine that seven months ago you were here
Only a phone call or a drive away
It’s hard to imagine that although you’re gone our lives continue to move forward
Still dealing with the trivial problems of the living
Still looking at the small framed pictures of our lives
Still unappreciative of the time that we have with one another
I’ve learned a lot through all of this, the true nature of human beings.
How easily amused by material and lust
And how easily agitated with the past they cannot change
And yet when those who have passed come into our minds like shooting stars
We realize where we are, who we’ve lost, and how far we’ve come.

I miss your eternal soul that was once connected to this earth