Adieu my friend…
The sunbeams grow dim
To fade
away in the gloom.
Each moment of our childhood
Once stark and vivid
In its clarity
Blurs to
a pale shadow.
The
fabric of memories grows frail
As it
flaps forlornly,
To fray
and tatter in the wind.
The light that burnt so bright once
Has gone
out.
Leaving
good-byes
Fluttering
in its wake.
It was sudden. His passing. And it seemed like yesterday that we had wished him well on his birthday.
ReplyDeleteAdieu my friend. Like the proverbial genie, you have escaped, leaving an empty flask behind. Goodbye..