He was in life as he was in death A well remebered man His life was taken like a sudden breath That simply wasn't planned And all that's left to say Written on his grave it says: In Memory Of In all the essence of a friendship he, Was never so cold or sad He tried so hard as he struggled in What little time he had No more return to home Written on his stone it says In Memory Of And now he's gone all that's left behind Is a legacy In the pages of a magazine Eft in time to read The only thing that's said A memory of his life Written at it's head it says All this left behind