How can one put pain into words,

How can one describe him, who he was,

He who is no longer with us, -

A good son and father,

Sincere and friendly,

Though he worked night and day,

Without respite, he was always ready

To help people

With a kind word, or a deed,

And he never lived long enough to turn gray…

And orphaned his son

And parents.

One cannot hold back the tears when all over

The memories assail…

So heavy, so unendurable,

So impossible to express:

And yet the planet turns,

And matters travel their usual paths

Yet he is no more…

Only his memory lives forever.