A Common Angel

I am well aware that I think too much.

At this time of year, it always seems to get a little harder.

Emotions so mixed up and entangled in the season.

Spring represents rejuvenation and birth,

But within giving, something has to be taken from the earth.

You are dearly missed by all of us my friend.

And will continue to be so, far past we all meet our very own ends.

I can’t help but to think of the years that have passed.

Friendships have come and gone,

But we know we all share a common bond.

We all know that we have someone up there looking out for us.

You are the guardian angel that descends upon us all.

In our worst moments, you are there to pick us up after the fall.

And when tears are shed at the foot of a bed,

Thoughts of you come into mind,

And I know everything will turn out just fine.

The most difficult moment is going to be when we graduate.

And your name won’t be called up on stage.

We all know that you’ll be there;

You wouldn’t miss it for the world.