The Final Note

It is a celebration of your life
And the mourning of what might have been
It is a joyous cry of your love
And the tearful anger of your death
It is the alleviating conclusion
Of a transitory moment of anguish
To find yourself galloping blissfully
Through the golden orchards of Tír na nÓg
It is a moment for those of us who linger
To gather the tokens of your life
In tear stained photographs
And the scattered recollections
Of the fleeting seconds
We depleted at each other's side
It is a occasion to weep at your departure
As the piper resonates his concluding note
Duplicating the banshee's dying requiem.

Nathan Tompkins