Six

Six is how old you,

My friend Nikk, would be

If you were still alive today.

Today your family would celebrate

If only your life wasn’t taken

Far sooner than it should’ve been.

How I miss your infectious smile

And ease you put everyone in

Just by being yourself.

How I wonder what type of man

You would’ve turned out to be

Had circumstances been different.

How I wish that night

Was only a nightmare

And not so painfully real.

Still, we should celebrate.

Celebrate the life you lived

And the love you gave.

Celebrate every moment we shared

Every smile and hug and tear

You provided so selflessly.

You didn’t live your life like a candle in the wind

But a flame from a torch burning bright

And shining for all the world to see.

Your birthday may only come every four years

But I know I’m not alone when I say

You’re in my thoughts most every day.

Happy Birthday, Nikk.

I hope you knew just how much you meant

To everyone who ever met you.