The resurrection and the light

Ah, Tom, I wish you'd held on for the first tender shoots of green reaching upward from the warming earth. Today would be a great day to take your bike out for a ride. Hope and the possibility of redemption are so alive in the world at this moment and you are nowhere to be found. I guess all of us who loved you will feel the pain in fresh ways with each new season. I want to hear your Cowardly Lion laugh again.