YOUR  SMILE

the ail is shy of
your smile,
it cried for winds' help
to escape the lightening storms
ushered by the wrath of
your smile

and you move free in here
to bring delight from there
singing in divine words
to comfort souls in highs
buried in, blanket of stress.

i raised up my mind
to see the bright sun
graced by you fit physique
honored by your sparkling coat
then
a cool breeze
to ice the warming hearts
with
your smile!

You were a great person and a great pharmacist.
You were killed in cold blood and you will be missed.
You were murdered because of some Oxycontin.
You're dead but you won't be forgotten.
It's sad to know that you won't be coming back.
Your life was taken away by a sick maniac.
Being killed because of some pills was evil and low.
Many people loved you and we all hated to see you go.
Now your family and friends are forced to say goodbye.
I really liked your pharmacy and you were a nice guy.