The empty chair

Where you once sat, is now an empty chair.
The void you have left, hanging heavy in the air.
It's too soon for anyone else to occupy that space,
A clear sign that nothing can take your place.

A legend, a gift, a leader to all,
Your passing, a tragedy on us to befall.
Your wit, your compassion, your wisdom, still an echo,
In our hearts and our minds, wherever we go

Where you once stood are footsteps too hard to follow,
Where you once gave us counsel, the rooms feel so hollow.
Our hearts will heal with the passing of time,
And a big part will always be yours, of this heart of mine.

Looking ahead to the day we will meet again,
When we'll embrace and rejoice that we are just the same.
At peace, all together,
Time for some tea, and maybe a quick game!