With hands shaking,
   I drop my pen
When he yells,
   "What is this?"
His demanding shouts
   Turn to angry huffs;
"Read it," he says
    As my tears roll down.
With a shaking voice,
   I clearly my throat,
And hold before me
   What I had wrote.

"To you, a friend,
   Of great and small,
The one who loved
    And knew them all;
You were the one
   Who saw dark hearts
And let them in
   With outspread arms.

"A girl like you
   We did not deserve
In such a cruel
   And heartless world,
For all you wished
   Was to warm up our hearts,
And without you,
  My world is falling apart.

"I wish that
   You could know
Of all the things
   You've done,
And see all
   Your glory
That's written
   In the stars.

"It was you who always knew
   That violence was not the way
So you made your enemies
   Into your friends instead;
Your quiet voice
  Could stretch for miles
To spread your message
   And your kindness.
To us, to beasts,
  To demons and monsters,
Whom you did friend
   And rightly honor.

"But you are lost,
   And we lost our way.
Farewell, sweet girl,
   And may you rest well
Knowing your kindness
   Did change us as well."
My gaze driftes up
  To look at the terrible beast.

His knees fell down
   To the ground with a THUD
And he wept in his hands,
   The tears streaming down.
"Would she have cried
   To see me like this?
For I have turned
  From the lessons she taught me
And am treating her memory
  As though her words meant nothing!"

"Go, and let me
   Mourn her in peace!"
And so I left
   The creature to grieve.