I heard the Angels Sing to Kaaka’s coming

Kaaka (RIP)

I heard the angels sing that night, when you passed on. They had not received one so faithful. Your passing caused joy in the heavens, as your birth did in our lives. Your life was our family fairy tale; I cannot mention all, but these are some of the things that you did! You taught us to be proud and unbending in honest failure, but humble and gentle in success; you taught us not to substitute words for action; not to seek the path of comfort, but to face the stress and spur of difficulty and challenge; to learn to stand up in the storm, but to have compassion on those who fall; to master ourselves before we seek to master others; to have a heart that is clean and a goal that is high; to learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; to reach into the future, yet never neglect the past; to be serious, yet never take ourselves too seriously; to be modest, so that we  remember the simplicity of true greatness; the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength. You taught us, with your life, how to be men, and how to be gentlemen.