Too many nice things to say.
Nice thoughts, nice images, nice memories.
Smiles that warm my soul,
Hugs that contain my enthusiasm,
Effervescent energy that whisked me along,
A whirlwind of arms and legs and laughter.

Twisting, entwined, together.
The simplest things created laughter.
I drifted to sleep and I awoke
With you in my mind.
Remembering something you did or
Something you said.

You always made me smile.
Made everyone around you smile.
You were their energy, my energy,
My nuclear power plant.
You epitomized life,
You were the life and soul of - everyone's party.

Some of us are not born to age.
Like a Japanese Blossom,
Perfect to the very end.
And even the end saw you smiling,
Reaching out to me, fingers outstretched,
Slowly curling in the fall.

Some of us will never forget
That feeling of helplessness.
But everyone will remember being showered
By your unique brand of confetti.
Hearts and stars, glistening brightly,
As they fall - forever falling.

Your light will always shine
In my heart and behind darkened eyes.
I will always feel your magic in my dimly lit soul.
You will always be with me,
A memory or a smile away,
A single perfect spark, a lighthouse to guide me.