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As a writer
I have always felt powerful
The pen is mightier then the sword
Or so I was taught
But in times of grief
Sorrow overpowers
And I am forced to drop my weapon
Humbled by the awesome power
Of God and the universe
Disarmed by the fragility of life
And the reality that
Sometimes there are no words
To express what we truly feel

In the silence, without words, I will reflect on the wonderful memories of my uncle/friend.