Saturday, July 19, 2008

In Memory

I have been trying to think of the words to say for a few days. One of the dearest friends I have ever known passed away ten years ago, on July 17th and I never got to say goodbye. For you Clyde, Goodbye my sweet friend:


Clyde’s Return

We watch silently as the
Flowers bloom, spreading their
Beauty over the earth.

We await him each year
As he says hello to us from
His garden.

We have moved on,
Yet the garden remains,
Seeking to turn a lonely
Place into a refuge.


"All That We Let In"
Indigo Girls

Dust in our eyes our own boots kicked up
Heartsick we nursed along the way we picked up
You may not see it when it's sticking to your skin
But we're better off for all that we let in

Lost friends and loved ones much too young
So much promises and work left undone
When all that guards us is a single centerline
And the brutal crossing over when it's time

Oooooooo(I don't know where it all begins)
Oooooooo(And I don't know where it all will end)
Oooooooo(We're better off for all that we let in)

One day those toughies will be withered up and bent
The father son the holy warriors and the president
With glory days of put up dukes for all the world to see
Beaten into submission in the name of the free
We're in anevolution I have heard it said
Everyone's so busy now but do we move ahead
The planets hurting and atoms splitting
And a sweater for your love you sit there knitting

Oooooooo(I don't know where it all begins)
Oooooooo(And I don't know where it all will end)
Oooooooo(We're better off for all that we let in)

See those crosses on the side of the road
Tied with ribbons in the medium
They make me grateful I can go this far
Lay me down and never wake me up again
Kat writes a poem and she sticks it on my truck
We don't believe in war and we don't believe in luck
The birds were calling to her what were they saying
As the gate blew open the tops of the trees were swaying
I've passed the cemetery walk my dog down there
I read the names in stone and say a silent prayer
When I get home you're cooking supper on the stove
And the greatest gift of life is to know love

Oooooooo(I don't know where it all begins)
Oooooooo(And I don't know where it all will end)
Oooooooo(We're better off for all that we let in)

2 comments:

Sayani said...

thats a great creation....
am loving the post with all my heart ...ur post made me realize..all the good things in life come unannounced :)
gr8

Anonymous said...

Beautiful, Jack.
I imagine he's still hanging around and loving every piece of that mountian.
"Take it easy", Clyde.
xo.