I didn’t know you well
but you were one of us.
You belong right here.

I saw you in the paper shop,
Sometimes in the supermarket,
Once, I spied you by the swamp.

Smiling as you ate at our local
And lunched with loyal friends
with lattes from the van.

You were there with word or deed
Whatever was required
a welcoming hug or willing hand.

Your smile, I’ll not forget
Engaging the hearts of others
Encouraging friends and family

Now, I miss you at the paper shop
The supermarket and the swamp.
I stand in rain and gusts to grieve.

You belong right here
You were one of us.
Though, I didn’t know you well.

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