In Memoriam .

They visit the dead, early in the day. Short prayers. 

It's cold, and there's lunch to think about. Hungry. 

Walk quickly, walk quietly, back in the car. Heat on. 

Thoughtful moments, the stories come, we smile. 

 

Been a few weeks. We spoke last about your pain

It couldn't be helped, you were a wreck. We cried. 

The meds worked, they dulled and confused us all. 

I couldn't help. I could only touch you with words.

 

Silver birch, a broken branch. The leaves long gone

This tiny forest, by the pond, filled with many souls

Summer's eve, come sit by the water. I listen to you

Your stories of life, the people you met, your loves. 

 

We honor our dead with quick visits, long toasts. 

Stories of honor, good deeds and fierce battles. 

You will remain in my heart, most trusted friend. 

I couldn't help. I could only touch you with words