In Loving Memory of Terence Harris
A steady light, a quiet guide,
A heart so warm, so true—
The kind of soul who lifted others
In all he chose to do.

He walked this world with open hands,
With kindness in his stride;
A gentle strength, a patient ear,
With love he did provide.

Though time has drawn its final line,
And parted earth from sky,
The echoes of his laughter stay—
They do not fade or die.

For every life he touched in grace,
For every heart he warmed,
Terence lives in memories
Where love is ever formed.

Now peaceful in eternity,
His spirit rests above;
Yet here below, he lingers still
In every act of love.