Mr D

For Bernice, a light extinguished too soon,

And Harvey, whose laughter now echoes the moon,

Though shadows of cancer did darken their days,

Their spirits still shine in a myriad of ways.

Bernice, with a kindness that warmed like the sun,

Each moment she cherished, till her race was run.

Her gentle compassion, a comforting hand,

Left prints on our hearts, across this fair land.

And Harvey, with stories that danced in his eyes,

Embraced every sunrise, beneath endless skies.

His vibrant enthusiasm, a contagious delight,

He squeezed every drop from the day and the night.

Though pain may have lingered, and battles were fought,

Their zest for existence can never be naught.

They showed us the beauty in simple things found,

The joy in a melody, the earth underfoot, the sweet sound.

They lived with a passion, a courage so bold,

Their stories a treasure, more precious than gold.

They taught us that life, though fragile and brief,

Is a gift to be savoured, beyond all belief.

So let their bright memories ignite in our soul,

A fire to live with unwavering control.

To laugh with abandon, to love without fear,

To hold every moment that life holds so dear.

Let sorrow give way to a purpose anew,

To honour their spirit in all that we do.

To chase our own dreams with unwavering might,

And fill every second with brilliance and light.

For Bernice and Harvey, though parted from sight,

Their legacy calls us to live with all our might.

To embrace every sunrise, each breath that we take,

And live life to the fullest, for goodness sake.

Wagalan - Enjoy life!