Upon a magic afternoon I met you in the fall together finding haven else oblivious to all
I birthdays hold in high regard you held yours in disdain first yours then mine crept past us pointing out the years between
Companionship was natural but separation hard I knowing what I know today those years would disregard
For you, who waited, drew last breath 'Till spring shall come no more dwell in this haven of my heart eternity and more
Another poem I had forgotten about, written for a close friend a few months after learning of his death, during a period of abject grief. Written 28 December 2002.