Silence,

No breathing,

No heat,

No heartbeat,

Only silence in the air.

A tongue has ceased,

A mind has ended,

Wisdom has left this world,

Just a little,

By the loss of this one person.

Love has shriveled up,

And is dust,

Because the heart is still,

And the lips are cold.

Nothing can bring them back,

But their memory will forever,

Be ours to cherish.

- Michael Hall