I hope that fragments still exist when your gone,
in a quiet ray of light, in the words of a song.
I hope I remember the moments in time,
enraptured in laughter that felt so sublime.
I hope I remember the times we have talked
the trees and the sky under which we have walked
I hope that I carry you on through the years,
that your essence is part of my laughter and tears
I hope that your never really all gone
that your imprint your love and you soul all live on.