Narration by Val Cole

Visual Design by Steve Rizzo

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In a crowded room, I stand alone,
Without your voice, without your own.
Surrounded by faces, yet none can replace,
The warmth of your touch, the love in your gaze.

A void that lingers, deep and wide,
No solace found, nowhere to hide.
Your absence echoes, a silent song,
A constant reminder of all that’s gone.

Your sudden departure, swift and cruel,
Left me breathless, shattered by the harsh truth.

Baby— when I look at the trees in our garden,
The water fountain, the home we once shared,
Each sight is a memory, vivid and clear,
Of times we laughed, when you were near.

Your voice, once soothing, now just a dream,
A distant echo, a silent scream.
Your touch, my anchor, now lost at sea,
Leaves me adrift, searching for thee.

In every corner, shadows fall,
Without your presence, I feel so small.
Even in a crowd, I’m incomplete,
Your love, Larry, made life so sweet.

Your cremation is at 10 today,
I’m overwhelmed with sadness, lost in dismay.
I hope to bring you home, to be close again,
To feel your presence, to ease my pain.

You reside in my heart and soul forever,
Our love eternal, a bond that will never sever.
Though you’re gone, you’re always near,
In my heart, forever my dear.