I'll remember you my little brother.

You've got a ninja star in each pocket,
black bands tangled up each arm,
you've got a wild spirit, nobody can stop it,
and a peculiar but undeniable charm.

Hey there, Loki Warrior,
brandishing sticks as spears and swords,
Hey there, little brother,
sitting there with your Bible,
honoring words of Our Lord.

You climbed the tallest trees and jumped,
just to prove you could.
People made mistakes,
you always understood.
We'll sit down and throw back a few,
scream along with Pantera and GWAR.
Rock out so hard we break things,
and then sit down and study Greek folklore.
We'll put on some body paint
and party all night,
turn the music up loud,
eat everything in sight.

Driving home toward a bright horizon,
Logan, it's there I see your face,
Please watch over all of us,
but most of all, rest in peace.

Hey there, little brother,
Here's wishing you the best,
I hope you had a good time here.
Just letting you know,
you'll be sorely missed.

Logan Ahlers September 25, 1984 - November 21, 2009