The Greatest Memory Lives On

The king of hearts he lit our souls sparking love and a reign supreme.

A year ago, he left his home, but his presence remains, unseen.

The king of hearts he touched our souls, and held our hearts in admiration, right between

his noble face and fatherly embrace, and the sound of saxophone notes, serene.

The king of hearts had a love of art photography, the sufficiency economy, sailing and rain-making machines.

The king of kings he held our hearts and in our fights would peacefully intervene.

The king of jazz, the king of hearts, the king of kings the king of art the king of barges that sailed by river boats, the king of making sure our economy stayed afloat. He taught us that doing good is the thing to do, despite how hard it can be. He showed us how to better lives, By doing what we love, truthfully.

The winds did change on that October day and memories of a year-long mourning, will never fade. We knew one day you’d sail away but in our memories you will forever stay.

In our memories you will forever live... We can still hear the sound of your song. The king of hearts who did give All he had to give... The lessons he taught live on.

Lessons of art, lessons of life lessons of morality and how to best deal with strife. We knew the king who had but gave it all, forever in our hearts, the great Rama Nine, our love for you, will always stand tall.