The world at large might not have noticed your passing.
But every one of us that was there today will carry with us a part of you.
Fond memories of good times, bitter sweet ones of the bad.

Life is unfair. For how could it have been time for you to go?
But leave it to us to carry on.
To fulfill those dreams we shared.

Wait for me at the finish line bro, I'll get there some day.
Perhaps we could sit down and share a smoke and a beer again then.

R.I.P. Melvin.