In the heart of the night, when shadows play,
A flicker ignites, then takes dreams away.
Oh, Kyren! With cues and triumph you’ve stood,
Yet now, in the ashes, lies your brotherhood.
From the echo of laughter, where memories spun,
To the chaos of flames, now swallowed by hunger—
That home, once a sanctuary, cradled with care,
Is but smoke in the air, a whispering prayer.
You battled the green, with sharpened resolve,
In each frame, a testament—watching problems dissolve.
But standing amidst rubble, where solace once thrived,
The weight of existence feels heavy and deprived.
Dear loved ones encircle, but hearts beat with grief,
As the embers of yesteryear offer scant relief.
Yet in the darkness, when the night feels so deep,
Know that strength can be found in the tears that we weep.
Reach out, like a cue, to the hands that hope lend,
For in sorrow, connection can blossom and mend.
Through the cracks of despair, where the light seems so thin,
Community gathers, and together we begin.
Sprout courage from chaos, let compassion be light,
In the solace of strangers, find warmth through the night.
For though this tragedy tempers the heart’s steady beat,
Resilience grows stronger on the path to defeat.
Warrior, champion, beneath sorrow’s cloak,
Remember the solace that love’s ember spoke.
For not all is lost in the charred remnants’ place,
From the ashes of loss, we can rise, we can face.
So let the cues wait; take a moment to heal,
As you gather your loved ones, let hope be the meal.
Though the fire has taken what once was your home,
In the tapestry woven, love will always roam.
With each breath you take, rebuild what is true,
For the spirit of family can never be through.
And when the dust settles, and the night turns to day,
You’ll emerge from the shadows, stronger than yesterday.
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