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Robin Williams

here lies another funnyman

in darkness making our hearts

skip knots. so many have

made meaning of life with you

filling their lines with laughter

never finished by any added

verse, but today we weep

memories that drown our hearts

thinking of you pale dead in

the lonely grave. we understand

little of death’s arrival, how it

dressed to meet you, why it came

with wordless shouting, or silently

knocking at your door. we will try

not to speak of sadness when the

wintering birds return soon to darken

the skies, gently bidding us to the

stillness of your passing. and, in fearful

journeys, swinging us toward darkness,

we shall do our best to see you still

giving us the gift of magnificent delight.