life is woven and so is death,
you and i were not meant to meet.
i am sad i need to say,
how i deal is not the best way.
time heals but pain remains,
when you are not here to hold my hand.
God has a better plan for you than i,
you are missed by your mother-I.
enoch, eliza, and astrid your sisters and brother
will know, that you did exist and were apart
of a time that was perfectly woven just for you.