12/04/2024
A Light for Deshon
At Broad and Bay in Bloomfield, a beacon glows,
Where shadows whisper of hearts’ deep woes.
A plaque, a tree, a mother’s care,
Her love eternal, shining there.
Deshon’s smile, now etched in stone,
A handsome soul, forever known.
But the world grew brittle, cold, and gray,
When fate so cruel took him away.
A bus, unyielding, stole his breath,
Left a bridge to mark his death.
Twice it struck, then dragged him far,
Turning bright dreams into scars.
Yet from this pain, a light does rise,
A tree of life, beneath night skies.
It cannot bring him back, it's true,
But keeps his memory fresh and new.
A mother’s love, a boundless flame,
Each leaf and glow speaks his name.
Deshon lives on, in hearts that grieve,
A radiant spirit, never to leave.
So at the corner, let us pause,
And honor him, and all he was.
For though the world may move too fast,
This light ensures his love will last.
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