He was in life as he was in death

A well remebered man

His life was taken like a sudden breath

that simply wasn't planned

And all that's left to say

Written on his grave it says:

In Memory Of

In all the essence of a friendship he,

was never so cold or sad

He tried so hard as he struggled in

What little time he had

No more return to home

Written on his stone it says

In Memory Of

And now he's gone all that's left behind

Is a legacy

In the pages of a magazine

eft in time to read

the only thing that's said

A memory of his life

Written at it's head it says

All this left behind