The stars, the cars
The paper, the caper
The tears, the fears
All a distant memory.
You grew, you flew
You lost every shoe.
Football, rugby, horse riding
There was nothing you couldn’t do.
Tall like him, fun like me
You saw yourself as the next queen B.
Your room full of boys toys
And secret deploys.
You gave me laughter
You gave me fun
On your stone the number 1.
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I didn't grasp it at first, but this is a eulogy of someone you deeply loved. A lad full of the joys of life.
The worse thing for any parent or sibling is death in the wrong order of life's scheme.
Hope you find the peace within as with the rest of Carls family and friends. xx