MKH-October 1999/Your gift enchanted me late/ only now I've come to value/ what you gave/ who you were/ only now I've searched to learn of you/ reading of the love for you/ and the mourning of you/ still/ and with a sad heart/ ask 'why'/ and in the next breath,/ knowing/ The gift of you & your mates/ plays in my heart/ and from my heart, to God,/ I ask Him to comfort/ them/ the ones who loved you most/ knew you best/ and for Him to care for/ your little one/ each day/ I hear 'Baby, Don't Cry'/ but the sadness in me/ disregards the request/ I am contemplating that/ the gift that you gave/ IS going to last forever/ and for that I will be forever/ thankful/ Rest in Peace, Michael.