For Danny

He was a part of the wounded people,
The one’s who carry inside them,
The cares, the woes of many and himself.
When he saw a need in others he worked
Like the need was his own or his own child.
He carried his failures too much, he was burdened by his
Inadequacy.
He tried like the rest of us do, to let go and let God, but
Sometimes it just wasn’t enough.
He was determined though, that people would know that
God was a God of love. He was different, his face showed it. A light that would light up even in the daytime.

I will miss you Danny, but I’m sure I will see you again someday. And I’ll get to see your light again.