Ed The Head


Ed the head

that's his handle 

I found him in bed

Now here I stand to light a candle 

He's a big friendly giant

and my very best friend

He lived life defiant 

right to the end 

He couldn't be stopped 

at 14 and 6 feet tall 

Not even his mom would attempt 

Not even at'all

Stubborn as a mule

and set in his ways 

Nobody's fool 

he faced his days 

with big huge grins

he had no fear

of what death brings 

never a tear

This is true 

in 31 year

sometimes blue

but never a tear

If there ever was a man

with a heart of gold

but was dealt such a bad hand

no way to grow old

A life altering injury at 27

or 28

now he's in heaven

Like the freebird he is 

he flew through heavens gate.


Harry Edward Vanderwerff


Written by;W.J.G.🌞




  • Author: W.J.G.πŸ•Š (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2022 16:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: Ed is 14 years older then I,and like the older brother I never had,. I was 18 when I met him,..I only wish I could\\\'ve met him many years sooner. He would\\\'ve beat up my school yard bullies,as he did at every school he went to. But he would never initiate the fight,he\\\'d always wait till the bullies to strike some poor soul like me. He believed in live and let live,..piece and love. He was a hippie,a peace loving pothead,hence his handle,a true pothead through and through😜 But that is partly due to his back pains,he did not believe in pills.One of his all time favourite songs is freebird by Lynnyrd Skynnard. He hitched from Toronto To Vancouver at 14. Years later he asked his mom why she didn\\\'t try to stop him,..she said something along the lines of \\"how could I have? You had just beat up your father the week before β€πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
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  • Rozina

    I'm sorry for your loss. Losing a friend like this is heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing.

  • Goldfinch60

    Wonderful tribute to an obviously very good friend fallenAngel.


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