Days turned to weeks, and you know the rest.
The missing you phase is over, loyalty at its best.
Still remembering your laugh, so infections and gay,
Chiefin on the couch, you askin’, “Pass the ashtray.”
“Bless ya’ chile,” you said, great and zest.
Movies were your thing, put it to the test.
Your breakaway array was welcomed anyday.
From the holiday to hearsay, my backup, my mayday.
Always down for the cause, always up wit the latest.
That red ‘lac you was whippin’, yea you were the greatest!
Wanna’ hear your voice, before it fully slips away.
My mind may sway, so hear my prayer today.
When you entered my home, you entered my life,
Wildlife, nightlife… I love you! Enjoy the afterlife.
