A Poem

We knew little that morning,
that the angels were calling your name.
In life, we loved you dearly,
in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you,
the day you were called home.
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you,
you're always at our side.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as we are called one by one,
the chain will link again.

- unknown