An Interlude
The life you lived was very brief
An interlude for which we weep
And as we cope with our grief
Your music in our hearts we keep
The life you lived was very short
A fleeting visit for which we mourn
And as our tears we stifle and abort
We share the stories of a brief sojourn
The life you lived was so transient
An epigram in the anthology of man
And as we – to rage and despair – give vent
We remember your wit, its depth and span
The life you lived is now no more
But that interlude will continue to keep the score
And its refrain we will always hear
When we succumb to memories dear
The life you lived has now moved on
Perhaps to wander down some Elysian lawn
But its stay with us, we will always relish
In conversations that we will cherish
The life you lived now belongs to the past
But its succinct humour will always last
Whenever, by a quick wit and a sharp tongue
We might be quite intelligently stung.
Yes, it may have been brief, a little too short
But this life you lived, ‘twas a life we loved.
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