If you were so fortunate
And happened to meet,
Our big brother, Reuven, z”l,
Out on the street,
The first thing you’d notice,
And sensation you’d feel,
Was his wide and bright smile,
And his simcha so real.
And then you’d be caught
By the warmth of his eyes,
A peek into his depth,
So caring, so wise.
To each different person
He knew what to say,
And for each individual,
Just how, in what way.
Then in his simple, unassuming way,
He’d say just the thing
To add sheen to your day.
And if you were luckier yet,
And had a real talk,
You’d get a small glimpse
Of the path he did walk.
And in those few minutes
You’d get a fair share,
Of his positive humor
And hashkafa, so clear.
He excelled at relationships,
A giver par excellence,
Put everyone else,
Before his own needs and wants.
A master of balance—
everything in right measure.
The right time for what,
Everything was a pleasure.
If you were so fortunate
and happened to see
Our big brother, Reuven, z”l
At home, with family,
You’d get a good lesson
on what true chinuch is,
You’d see his excitement,
and love for his kids.
With pictures of gedolim
covering the walls,
And Hashem’s beautiful nature,
Adorning the halls,
The fridge is almost plastered
With smiles on faces,
Of family and friends
from all different places.
A Makom Torah,
That was his place,
You could feel it and see it
In every corner of space.
He kept his focus,
with constant ascension
An Eved Hashem,
without commotion or attention.
Reuven, z”l, dear brother,
You’ve shown us the way,
You will still keep on guiding us,
“What would Reuven say?”
Your pleasantness, sweetness
with true Ahavas Yisrael,
Are areas we strive for,
and we’ll try to excel.
Your thirst for Torah,
Your emes, your gvura, such might,
we look up to them
as our guiding light.
We are davening and know,
It won’t be too long,
Before we all dance together
with simcha and song,
with the coming of
the ultimate yeshua,
When Hashem reveals all good,
with the final geula.
By The Bauman Siblings
