A year ago today
Raised celestial on dry timber
Descending to earthly clay
Fronting ticking life reminder
That day … what a day.
That day
Little morning singer visited
Met it roaming lost
We welcomed, we grew delighted
Oblivious of cost
He graveled, comforted
Then deceased
A year ago today … now a yesterday.
Awaiting that yesterday
I embraced long lost love
Simple and sincere
He kissed my dermal glove
Farewell to dusk, I fear
Shear and tear
Then carried with me the rear
September seventeen, that day,
Sixteen here
Duty had me absentminded
Fluffed my blood traces
Father called
He called
They called
And I recalled
Forefather forthwith deceased
Tears, pure traces
Dripping, oh it still aches
My star aches
Until today.
Until today.
Scarred me, profoundly.
Saddened me, indefinitely.
Haunted me, gracefully.
Until today.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008 at 11:08pm
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