Ride Fast, Fly High
A son, a father, a cousin, a friend —
Once the life of the party, why’d the party have to end?
A brother, a grandson, loved fiercely by all.
Kind-hearted and confident, you were a genuine goofball.
Lived your life to the fullest, so vibrant, so free.
Sunshine incarnate, filled us all with glee.
Like a songbird, you sang sweet, but now you soar sky high.
Your memory will live on. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.
Once loved riding fast, now you exceed the speed of sound.
But life feels much different without you around.
I’m happy to have known you, and though I miss you so…
Your memory lives in all of us, so it’s okay to go.
Michaela Brown
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Absolutely AWESOME❤️
Thank You❤️
That’s beautiful Michaela!!❤️