by Denise Barracca
My Soul has cried a million tears,
For endless days and the many years.
Connected in Spirit, by divine inner peace,
Running by the stars on a New England beach.
Your Spirit was an Eagle, as you ran by the sea,
Wandering in the distance, never far from me.
Majestic and Noble is what comes to mind,
For Never a gentler Soul could I find.
You stayed with me until it was time to go,
The greatest act of Love, did you show
Oh Marcus-
To me you were so much more than a friend,
And taken far too soon before the end.
The Gifts you've given, I shall always hold dear,
For they live in my heart and keep you here.