I have lost yet another.
Not a memory, not a story,
but a friend.
To life, to death,
to a will we did not know
was designed to be as it is.
It may not have been so,
but it is now shaped this way.
I remain touched that a life has been lost.
I think of my friends,
of the closeness they shared with this soul,
and I realize my pain deepens
because now they too carry a hollow
where purpose once lived,
where grace moved freely.
Words fail me.
My heart aches.
What do we call a bond
that lies down and never wakes,
yet refuses to leave us?
Rest on, soldier.
You live forever in our hearts,
a sacred space that reminds us
you were here,
and we shared glory in your ways.
-Nnenna
Nene's Corner 