You are the friend I'll keep sacred in mind.
Your life was a gift that will transcend all time.
The smiles that we shared cannot be erased.
You'll live on forever whenever I face
a mountain so high that I doubt my own strength,
the memory of you will make me stronger then.
If any shall doubt you or dare to condemn,
I'll have our memories on which to depend,
to summon the strength that it takes to forgive
those who would judge you the brief time you lived
most weren't as lucky as I know I've been;
they didn't know you--and you were my friend.


Your life was a gift--your death, sacrifice.
A reminder to all just how precious is life.

Some days will be sunny. Some days it will rain.
Some days will pass slowly and be filled with pain.
I'll think of you often with this promise fulfilled:
when I can't be strong, it's enough to be still.
I'll summon all angels to sing out the call,
to comfort your family as you embrace all
the promise of life everlasting you'll keep.
Heaven will welcome you. We mortals weep.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xF4UZppqbo&feature=related

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I borrowed the voice of a special young man I know who is going through a particularly trying time as he suffered the loss of a friend. Sadly, I think the pain is known by most of us.