I needed a poem for the English 9 final exam. It needed to fit the theme, and have some poetic devices. After scanning assorted books, I gave up and wrote my own. The title comes from a literal transliteration of eulogy- Good words.
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If I could
I would
Follow you forever, friend
Through years of fears, of tears.
I’d follow you
Through toys, boys, noise, joys
To poise.
If I could,
I’d follow, friend
But I am as a hollow end.
Be brave,
I am a memory saved
Despite the cave
of grave.
Shawn L. Bird 
Makes me think of my Jodi….
Oh yeah. When I wrote toys, boys, noise I was thinking of the progression through childhood and adolescence, but it applies to your crazy household of 4 boys particularly well, doesn’t it? RIP Jodi.