He gardens now in the dappled light
content amongst his menagerie
I see his smile at the scent of lavender
and he dances as the music pours forth
I hear his laughter pealing
all the ocean's roar is not enough to contain him
He holds court amongst the seraphim
no longer moved by the worries of Earth
Though he will always be missed
it is a comfort to know he is at peace
and to know someday we'll all be together soon
eternally in golden bliss.
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