Cheapen
Sitting in our classroom going over reading and math
Tutoring you wasn’t easy, but it was a reason to get out of class
You didn’t seem to mind that you needed extra help with those subjects
Most times we just watched YouTube videos of Bigfoot and clumsy cats
We were only 8th graders with no care in the world
We had the biggest class in school, we were tough, and we won home coming
That was our best year ever!
Freshman year wasn’t as successful, but the football team was undefeated
During a game you had our whole school worried when your helmet cut your head
But Monday morning, you walked in with stiches and staples happy your team won for you
Nothing could take you down
You had a heart so pure, smile sincere, and soul mature than most
You knew what life had in store for you, subtly you prepared us for the worst
August 5th was when my mom received that fateful call
You had passed on.
How can this be? Why did you leave so soon?
Didn’t you know our class loved you?
Was it your past injury that did it?
Nothing made sense
You were too young with so much passion and love
But you did what Creator needed you to do; your time had come
The rest of high school was just a requirement we dreaded
Tears spilled with no words to say
Your empty seat reminded us we no longer had you
Life kept going without you, we learned to do the same
16 is too young to understand the meaning of life and how precious it is, yet there we were
Now I only see you in my dreams guiding me through tough times
You taught me to love with all I have before it’s too late
I carry you in my heart as a reminder to be helpful, caring, and forgiving
You showed me to work hard and never give up
I thank you for that
Sometimes I get lonely and miss your laugh
But I remember not to be selfish and hold you back
I wish you could’ve met my kids
They would’ve loved an uncle like you
When the time is right I will share your story
Teach them what you taught me
Until then, you are in my thoughts and dreams
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