Gary Edward Geraci

Crossing Paths

In memory of William Carlos Williams


You died in ‘63.

I was born in ‘64.


Crossing paths in heaven,

An impossibility.


But those that have gone

Do hear from those still here.


The human soul immortal,

Purified, I’ve remembered.


But could you’ve forgotten?

Just I’ve the bright idea.


Either to you or to those

Whom can no longer merit.


Gary Edward Geraci