Today I came back to the old poetic grounds
wandering at will
I found myself beside a river bed
There was a old man fishing
The trout was rising high
And he had a smile upon his face
He turned to me
And I knew he knew
Why do tears still roll
I never knew you
I never looked into your eyes
But you gave us a mirror
In which we could look into our own souls
You gave us a river so we could gaze into your heart
You gave wisdom
You gave friendship
You gave so much  
I will wander back now and then
If not to just sit beside your river
And dip my toes
Into my memories of a poet
Who is now dancing with the stars