You may not have known the most fertile ground in which to bloom, but you tried. You may have thought you stood alone, but we saw your bloom. The sun may have been too much despite our efforts to shield, but you tried to stand tall. We may never know what more could have been done. You yourself probably never knew for sure. But despite all the unknowns you have left us with, this we know, you did touch our hearts. Your final choice, will for sure be pondered. With bowed neck and hands to my heart, may that choice not dim in the least, the gift you were. The gift you are.

Farewell my friend. May the sunrise delight your heart and heal our own.