Shining eyes

And labored breath,

Quiet lies

In the face of death.

One last hand

Within your own,

Last generosity of this land

As the Earth will condone.

One last gentle, caring touch

From a friend you dearly love,

And you've never wished so much

For this last kiss you've dreamed of.

Then one final, protective run

Of her fingers through your hair

Because she's the only one

Breathing soft in the darkness there.

Shining eyes

And labored breath,

A hope that lies

With your spectacular death.

Flames hungry now

For a memory

And we don't know how

This could ever be...

A shoulder to lean into,

A voice without sound.

A knowledge of what to do

Though you and yours are not around.

A reason now to fight,

As she had a reason to stay back.

A bleak future's silver light,

A glimpse of you shining against the black.

Shining eyes

And labored breath

Of those whose hope relies

Upon the meaning within death.

Someone by your side

As you smile your last,

Knowing you have died

For more than destiny's cast.

So you had

When your time came

So we're glad

We might have the same.

For soft is your hand within our hold;

To this day we still recall.

Lifelines pressed against a palm so cold

Which belongs to a soul flaring up so tall.

Shining eyes

And labored breath,

Along with a creature's cries

To reverse a human death.

The heart,

One might believe,

Can only just start

Without occasional reprieve

To contain all the souls

With which we fall in love.

But you, dear friend, maks us whole:

You are nothing we could get rid of.

We will hold you forever,

You will see.

We'll all be together,

As we should be.

You must understand,

It's how it's meant to be.

Nothing can raise a hand

Against true family.

And family we are,

As a group or on apart.

So you know we're never far,

And you're always in our hearts.

For when you walk to the dark

By someone's side on your own

In the corner of your eye you'll see a spark

And you will know that we won't let you be alone.

One last smile

Upon your face

And all the while

A promised place.

All our souls

Whenever we go

With family, whole

Because we know:

One last hand to hold

Within our own

To ward against the cold

Because we're never alone.

Shining eyes

And labored breath

A sweet compromise

Of a meaningful death.

Soft comfort of a brother or a friend,

Perhaps the final kiss of a lover.

Just someone to ride through to the end,

'Cause family's there even after it's over.