Ripples

You made ripples in our lives,
Like a pebble on a lake.
Each and every subtle touch,
Would create one inspiring quake.
You had a bright infectious smile,
That so warmed us to the core.
The memory of it still bears such strength,
It will hold forevermore.
Some step through their days so lightly,
They will barely leave a mark.
But you flew through life like a vibrant storm,
Leaving imprints on our hearts.
Our souls, so full because of you,
Will slowly come to mend.
For your precious light will so be missed,
As father, husband, son and friend.

-Wendy L Kohlhoff
© 2003