Tag: Friends

Oh, Friend

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I’ve watched the stars go dim behind your eyes
That twinkled once with mind and self control;
Why is it we must lose the very things
We’re proudest of, as we release the soul?

The pathways to the brain we count upon
Grow frayed and loose and double back again;
Frustration fills the searching, reaching mind,
That cannot find what is, or what has been –

Oh, friend, I wish the years were less unkind:
But you still have your dignity, to me –
I owe you that: respect, for who you are,
And were, and will (in my eyes) always be —

Dementia’s bent your space and foiled your will;
But there’s a good man
Great man
In there
Still

For An Hour

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I listened to her talking for an hour,
For that was what she needed, then, the most:
She gazed out at the birds in solemn wonder,
As though she saw a vision or a ghost

Then turned to me with moist and reddened eyes,
And said that she could not think anymore –
I held her for a moment, then she left,
Still upright, but, with heavy soul and sore

An hour for two friends down at the park
An interlude before the coming dark
And hour of reality’s cold touch
And knowing that enough can be
Too much

I See Your Daughter’s Married Now

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I see your daughter’s married now;
She looks a lot like you —
You had her back when we were young
So much that you went through

Not yet quite out of high school, and
Him really not around;
I’m glad that things worked out for you
And that some peace you found

I hope that she’s a lot like you
In more than just her look:
For you are very special —
Always have been,
In my book

Memory Skates

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Memory Skates

The metric expansion of space
Means even that which is closest
Gets farther away
With time

And only through the medium of memory
Can we glide back to days
When we were still connected
And life’s cruelty was less known to us

Time shatters
The most lovingly constructed bonds

But in memory, our hands

Are still joined

A Cat Named Motor Court

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She owned a cat named Motor Court
Why, nobody could say –
Just one of her, well, oddities
That I miss to this day

I miss the way she looked at things
The words she’d misapply –
She had a cat named Motor Court
And nobody knows why

Critics and Admirers

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So – if we deal with people, we

Will find that we have both;

It’s s’posed to make us wiser, and

Contribute to our growth

 

The critics say we’re lost, but then,

We knew that all along;

Admirers say we’re fine as is,

But then, that just seems wrong

 

We all are on our journeys, and

We can’t foresee all ends:

It turns out what we really need

Is simple: we need friends

 

For while they may admire us

Or criticize us, too —

We walk along together, that’s

The most we hope to do

 

It’s part of our humanity:

While wand’ring the unknown,

If we do it together, then

At least

We’re not

Alone