In memory

She wears hope like angel's wings,
Treads through the halls,
Where little ones used to laugh and sing,
Lightly steps where the blood has flowed,
Bows her head a moment,
In quiet sorrow,
The stain will not be removed,
Engraved in the hearts of grieving parents,
For whom the light has gone out of tomorrow,
As she passes,
She prays for them,
Let the light never go out,
Even in the face of the darkest cold,
And blessed strength to the community,
Who had lost loved ones,
To the evil in a single man's soul.

~Rei Shiori