In the hushed embrace of morning light, Where shadows soften the weight of night, We gather close, a circle drawn, To honor Nick, now praised and gone. Through tears, we recollect his grace, A soul that love could not erase. He was a guardian of kindred hearts, A caring spirit who played his parts. With dogs by his side, tails held high, Loyal companions who never asked why, They wandered meadows, shared the sun, In simple joys, their hearts made one. A soulmate true in every tome, He found his haven in pages home, A reader who traveled through realms unfurled, United with friends, he knew the world. Though funerals end in silence, deep, His echoes in our hearts we keep. For loving can never truly part, When caring souls remain in heart.