Putting our Heads Together

Putting our Heads Together
I don't think he sees me

Monday, April 15, 2013




It is a different world
Without you, Dennis.
Leaving us to wander in the wake of why

It is somehow wrong
That the sun still rises, the earth
Still turns relentlessly night to day to night

You were so strong
A lanky smile beneath
Your shock of thick perfect hair

Your daily toils
Honest and of the earth
In gardens that bent to your tending

Your humor irreverent
Enduring beyond your health
A salve to others, a shield to youself

The memory of how you
Turning your wasting into
A gaunt pale grace to ever be a legacy of how to live

We go on trying as you run and poise in eternity
To cling to your shadow, your earthly taunt and remain
Catching nothing in our futile grip, missing you then missing you

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