Wackbeats - John Lucchetta

WE ARE THE GREATER

We are the greater, for you come into our lives

Bringing your warmth and joy

Showing glimpses of a wisdom beyond your age

With kind heart and gentle demeanour

Overtop a steely resolve

Blessed with love of music and animals

With inner discipline defined

A caring spirit who touched us all

For John, we are now the greater

In your quiet repose

Away from blistering sun and chilly nights

We thank you for making our lives

The better

As your standard is held high

Dino Bottero

JOHN LUCCHETTA

If a parent could have another son

It would be but John

With strong mind and imbued gentleness;

He embodied those real virtues

Which transcend and define character.

Now pain of his leaving percolates so silently

The only, only comfort to be found

Is that he left us for a better place

He was called and so he did respond

And we will never know or understand.

Why God beckons His favourite flowers so soon

To His eternal garden

In only that we find a measure of solace

And no where else.

Dino Bottero

"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by my old familiar name; speak to me in the easy way which you always used; put no difference in your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow; laugh, as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together; pray, smile, think of me, pray for me; let my name be ever the household word that it always was; let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant; it is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near -- Just around the corner. All is well."

To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
To the happy, I am at peace.
To the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot speak, but I can listen.
I cannot be seen but I can be heard.
So as you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty,
Remember me.
Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, and your memories.
Of the times we cried, the times we fought, and the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me, I will never have gone.

WE REMEMBER THEM

At the rising of the sun and its going down,
we remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
we remember them.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring,
we remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer,
we remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn,
we remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends,
we remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live;
for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength,
we remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart,
we remember them.

When we have joy we crave to share,
we remember them.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make,
we remember them.

When we have achievements that are based on theirs,
we remember them.

As long as we live, they, too, will live;
for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.