Thinking of you.
The smile that lit up the world, could turn even the saddest face from blue.
The little purple bow,
traveled all the way to India you'll be happy to know.
Told it's story to many about the fragility of life,
but how to live it in the most passionate light.
To be true to yourself you taught me so well,
because if you don't, no one else shall.
Indebted with thanks I am to you, for you showed me how to walk a mile in someone elses shoes.
To light up a room, to a grin from a gloom.
To live each day as it might be the last, to not waste the time that will soon be the past.
You are where the poppies lie,
writing your purple across the sky.