Jan 2016
I am out of words
out of verses
nothing rhymes
with your absence
Yet time stood still
for you
and life, well life is
not the same
without your eyes
and the truth of all truths:
a single thought of
you will always move my
soul
But time presses time
and I try to find the word
and rhyme
the voice
of a soul moved:
I think of you
and warmth
overwhelms the silence
the word that rhymes
out of verses
nothing rhymes
with your absence
Yet time stood still
for you
and life, well life is
not the same
without your eyes
and the truth of all truths:
a single thought of
you will always move my
soul
But time presses time
and I try to find the word
and rhyme
the voice
of a soul moved:
I think of you
and warmth
overwhelms the silence
the word that rhymes
Today is your birthday and I cannot see you. The stone with your name takes me, buries me in the grief of your absence. And I want to believe, I will see you again. Oh, what I would give to hug you. It was today, five years ago that I last heard your voice. You were 23, happy and busy as always. A month later you were gone. I am so glad we had those 3 minutes on the phone. I remember telling you how much I missed and loved you and, I heard you: "Me too, Syl. Me Too."
You are 28 to me, and I am counting the days. I will see you again.
Miss you Josh
You are 28 to me, and I am counting the days. I will see you again.
Miss you Josh
