Soar High, My Star

You had a smile so gentle, a dream so wide, An aim so high, with hope as your guide. But seven years ago, on this ill-fated day, The winds of fate took you away. No warning came, no last goodbye, Just silence beneath the open sky. Yet through the tears, we still find grace, For this cruel world is no longer your place. Your time with us, though brief and light, Burned like a star through the darkest night. A fleeting moment, but oh, how bright— A treasure we hold with all our might. The memories you left are fresh and true, Like morning’s dew in winter’s hue. They cling to our hearts, soft and clear, A whisper of love we still hold dear. So soar high now, like an eagle free, Beyond the clouds, beyond the sea. Don’t look down, don’t swoop low, To that home above, one day we’ll go. And when we do, in skies so wide, We’ll run to you with arms open wide. No more goodbyes, just love and light— One final hug, forever right.