Because He Lived — To P.W.R.
Because He Lived
P.W.R.
Though laughter lurked in his blue eyes,
Their sweetness linked the soul with God.
A spirit walked in earthly guise,
And sacred where his feet have trod.
No broken pillar marks his grave –
The shortest songs beguile the heart –
A splendrous youth was what he gave,
The morn’s fulfilment was his part.
Because he lived this earth seems good
Enshrining such dear memory,
Though young, he suffered, understood;
Because he lived I hold Life’s key.
Amy Redpath Roddick
Source: Amy Redpath Roddick, "Because He Lived — To P.W.R.," in , (: , n.d.)