We wear our brightest colours;
To celebrate one of our brightest stars.
We have lost a precious one of our number;
You have lost an essential part of yourself.
He leaves a perfect, cygnet-shaped hole in our community;
He leaves a gaping wound in your heart.
He was one of life’s characters; a charmer, a maestro, a card;
He was just a little boy, your little boy.
We loved him;
You will always love him.
We weren’t ready;
How could you ever be ready?
We share your grief;
But we cannot lessen it.
We fumble for words;
You are gracious and eloquent as ever.
We share the same fears;
You face them head on.
We marvel at your strength;
You just do what you have to do.
We rage at life’s unfairness;
You know that life isn’t fair.
We feel helpless;
We are honoured to help just a little.
We stand at your side;
Though we are miles apart.