Your Name

Your name known,
to the President,
to the beggar in the street.
Your name known,
by authors,
by artists,
by politicians.
Your name known,
for your good deeds,
for your struggles for other people's needs.
Yet, you left it all
to go to another land,
to become unknown,
and invisible,
to keep us safe from war,
from grief.
You gave up what you love,
to keep us close,
to hold us in your open heart.
We remember you,
a giant of a man,
flawed but filled humanity, filled with dreams.
Tomorrow is three years,
since I lay next to your lifeless body,
I put my face next to yours,
aching for your shinning eyes to open.
I have missed you every day,
I have not forgotten,
I will always carry your name.