To Nate

Nate,

Your name stirs my heart, both joy and sadness.
Your image in my mind evokes our games, and your casket.
Your voice in my memories reminds me of pure happiness, and pitiful silence.
Your smell brings back tickling, and flowers.
Your eyes draw me in, and beckon me heavenward.
Your soul, your soul, I don’t need to remember, it’s with me.