The first line was all I could bare
Almost instantly I was out of body
As if my every muscle had been extracted upon God’s direct orders
And with that
My universe is spinning into a state of no repair
I crumble
My trembling hands, like hopeless levees
Overrun by the cascade of rains now flooding my world
My nose running a river wild
My uncontrollable sobs, again and again
I’m seeing my dearly departed friend
And his wide smile spread like tracks across Heaven’s den
I can hear his voice so clear
Like a relentless auctioneer
Annoyed with all the blether
Telling me to accept this for what it is and pull myself together
Going once… going twice
I’m slowly getting better
But it’s just too soon to have to say goodbye forever
They’re going to love you up high
I can see you laughing
As you dance aboard that soul train in the sky
With that toothy smile as you wave goodbye
Entertaining all those free spirits enjoying that final ride
The way only you could do it
Few others would rarely have a say
And maybe now that’s why you’re gone today
But the friend I knew would have it no other way
And like it was then
Even now that’s still okay
Because in this life there are few who are true blue
And that my friend was always you
And so you can finally fly free
As I am now off my knees
I’ll be here
We’ll be here
Doing what we do in times like these
Telling old stories and breaking bread for our fallen brethren
Don’t worry my friend, we’ll pull ourselves together
Just tell my Nana I miss her once your train arrives in Heaven
And they’ll be a reunion one day for us all
But tonight we hold our masses
Here’s to you, a friend for life
For you my tears and tipped glasses
Copyright © 2014 by Daryl R. Gaines. All rights reserved
T.T Rest in peace Seth.. i
T.T Rest in peace Seth.. i can see by this poem that you were certainly much loved!
It's a beautiful homage to him!!!! I only wish I'll find a friend who'll miss me the way you miss Seth when I'm gone...
Willow
Wow... excellent. I really
Wow... excellent. I really felt it.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Amazing!
I exceedingly enjoyed this poem. Keep it up!
I'm so sorry for your loss, may he rest in peace.