Requiem for Little Guy

Love’s embrace

Held thee

A short while — almost weightless.

Fly away

Little Soul

On butterfly wings.

Frail veil

Of human life

Slipped through love’s fingers — voiceless.

Fly high

Little Guy

On angel’s wings — all breathless.

Salt tears

Of mortal mourning

Stain earth’s garden — speechless sorrow.

Fly free

Little Grandsoul

On wings of your tomorrow — boundless eternity

Fly Free

— To Caitlin, Calder, Maeve

in their time of loss, August 2010

With countless hugs, Yaya