Come now and
remember the Dead,
For he loved
life to its fullest,
breathing in
adventures grave and small.
Many paths
and lives he wove,
Among the
fabric of his own;
A tapestry
of interest and caring,
a life of
seeking and sharing.
To remember
him is to recall
Yourself,
for we all, here shared
In some
brief measure, a smile
before his
passing joy and days.Watcher's Book
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