A consuming shadow lurks overhead
Slowly it reaches down and strikes one dead
The living ones are left to mourn the loss of their friend,
A father to some and grandpa to others.
Too early had that shadow come,
Yet the pain was not so strong
We had all seen it coming for some time
Now we sit and mourn my dear Uncle Dave.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
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