They have changed in a most different way, a new today,
Left behind are all material belongings, reminders of a life.
In a material world they live on in memories and thoughts,
Kept close in many hearts, they remain alive in pictures created.
They are not really gone, merely frozen in time, a dimension close by,
Reach out to them in your dreams, close your eyes and hold them inside.
Take hold of their hands, feel them again if only in a different way,
They are not really gone, they live on and on beyond what we know.