Steve
I’ve never
met this man you love, this man whose smile you share
I’ve never heard him tell a joke,
or, drink held high, yell, “Cheers!”
I’ve never
seen him hold a room within his charming sway
I’ve never had to hold his hand
while he slipped far away.
I’ve never loved
your father, friend. We’ve never even shared
a single meal, a laugh, a mile;
and yet … you’ve made me care.
You’ve spoken
long and often of his love, his spark, his reach.
And though a stranger, still I feel
his impact and your grief.
But more
than that, in this short time I’ve seen your love unfurled.
With you, I’ve honored his great life;
his impact on this world.
I celebrate
him with you now. I’m honored to attend
while you give weight and words and space
to him, like sweet amens.
His life, lived
well! His legacy now carries on in those
like you, who choose to live with joy:
His true memorials.
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