For Irwin

Today, your spirit left you,
It went to soar on high.
Your time on Earth was limited,
And now its passed you by.

I like to think you're flying free,
Of all your Earthy pain.
Coronavirus stripped your life,
Your heart took not the strain.

We'll miss your smile and funny ways,
You cared beyond your means.
It breaks my heart you'll never see,
The woman Becca will have been.

Amidst our fear and anguish,
it's time to let you go.
May your name become a blessing,
Your love the seeds you sowed.