I wanted to post this. Maybe I'll look back on this diary and remember. I wasn't going to post anything in here about it. I had to put King down on Monday and wanted to share a poem.

Don't think of him as gone away, his journey has just begun,

Life holds so many facets, this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting from the sorrows and the tears, in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days or years.

Think of how he must be wishing that we would know today, how nothing but our sadness can really pass away.

Think of him as living in the hearts of those he touch, for nothing loved is ever lost and he was loved so much.