Papa, my heart aches for you each day,
And memories of our love never fade away,
Your hugs, your smile, your perfect ways,
Are etched in my heart, and there to stay.
No one can replace you in my life,
You were my everything, my light in strife,
The fact you're gone, it cuts like a knife,
And fills my days with endless strife.
I try to hide my emotions, but it's hard,
Sometimes I feel like just a beggar in this yard,
Dependent on others, who may leave and discard,
But I know I must find strength, and play my card.
Life is a cycle of lessons, bitter and sweet,
It teaches us to be strong and never retreat,
I'll work on myself, and make my life complete,
And make you proud, with each goal I meet.
Though you're not here, your love still thrives,
And through the pain, I'll keep it alive,
I promise to never give up, and always strive,
To honor your memory, and keep it alive.
R.I.P., George- I'm sorry for what happened to you.
Nobody deserves to die as you died...
Your face mashed against the black asphalt
White knee grinding into the neck.
Handcuffed to your death.
The "thing" that did this will be punished.
If not in this lifetime, then in the next.
This is the universal law.
I'm sorry that the meaning of your life is being eclipsed.
by vandals, looters, thugs- anarchists and the like.
They've no respect for you or anybody else.
The thug snatching a 50"inch television isn't there to honor your memory.
Nor are the thugs turning over a car-or lobbing a brick
or burning a church-
For nine long minutes that "thing" leaned into your neck.
You pleaded with him that you couldn't breathe.
But "it" didn't listen.
Karma will soon lean into "it" ...for eternity+ nine minutes.
I'm thinking about marching peacefully in your memory.
But I'm an old white guy-not so brave or strong anymore.
To be honest, I'm afraid my intentions will be mistaken.
The throng will turn on me-lean into my neck.
I don't want to go out like that, so I'll probably stay home.
Praying for peace-behind colorless blinds.
My friend,
I have only known you for a short period of time,
Yet it seems like forever.
I wish I would’ve known you longer
But your passing was too sudden.
You were a man of God,
Serving Him showing love
But now He called you home in those skies above,
I will cherish the memories I have shared with you.
You were like a big brother
Looking out for me like no other.
I still believe that this is too sudden
But I now have to accept it
And move on without any type of exception
Because great is He who walks.
I know your final advice for me is to
Trust God and allow Him to build a path for me.
I promise I will give glory to Him
And honor your memory.
This isn’t a final goodbye,
But I will see you later in paradise.
I never told you
How I would honor your memory,
Finding another like you
So I would not miss your kisses so much.
I never told you
How special you were, and
How it was not my fault
That you had to leave.
I am sure you already know
How it was all her doing.
She had to try and replace you,
Not caring how we felt.
If it were up to me
You would still be in my arms,
Curled with me by the fireplace
Or getting buried by the falling snow.
You will never know
How much I cried
At all the notions
Of never seeing you again.
You will never know
How I long to see your face,
Stealing my food
Or staring in my eyes.
I always told you
How to be a good girl
And avoid trouble by
Not jumping the fence.
I always told you
How I loved you
And that I promised
To take care of you always.
I hope you will remember
How we were like sisters,
Different mothers, different breeds,
But always as one heart.
My love, My friend why did the time we had together have to end.
The times we had the adventures we shared, I will treasure them always as if they were precious gems.
Such a short time we had when you were taken from me so suddnley a tragic misfortune not just for me but also for out families. But on my life I swear as long as I have breath in my body I will honor your memory.
Yo will live on this I vow not just in my heart but in the hearts of all those lives you have touched in some special way.
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