When I think of you, my memories are of us as children. I just can’t believe you are gone. I wrote you a poem, I hope you like it. Ethereal and calm, Untouched by the storm With grace and guile Your beautiful smile. At ease with this world All knowing unseen And only to you What lies in between. Your presence was awe And so softly spoken Always gentle and kind Now free and unbroken. Fly free and fly far You are finally there We cannot replace you Our dear darling Claire