The lilt of voice and downcast eye
Could scarce express the dread belied
Within my heart that often treads
To memories of your gentle words

So many lost souls amid the dark
Life, so much within you�ve left your mark
Oh how my tears have oft been shed
Gaze inside, so lost inwards

What true justice can my memory serve?
Despite each life�s fragment preserved
For nothing I can do or say
Will return your laughter to my side

Reflections of our lives can�t fade
As long as our existence is replays
Within those we leave ere we fade away
Our whole, our all will forever abide.


Penned by my hand on the 24th of Lanosian, in the year 133 MA.