Last night you sipped away without even a notion
A heart full of wonder and a body full of motion.
Glasses upon your nose and telly still on.
Called away in the night and so you are gone.
No talk of your departure no sign or a worry.
You were called by himself and you left in a hurry.
No cry of a banshee, no wail or no thunder.
News flew the next morning and all left fall asunder.
In my side a pain is not yet fully created
By the heartache of loss as you soul is elated
To the heavens above the bright blue sky
And they are waiting for you, so no need to be shy.
A man full of wit, of benevolence and joy
Driving and dancing since you were a boy.
But, now, the long jounery has come to a close
And dancing on clouds should soften your toes.
Look down on us here left upon this earth,
With signs to show us what real life is worth.
Keep us in time in place and in motion.
And we'll all dance again, when God takes the notion.
Mise le Meas Jan 22nd after news of the passing of a dear friend.
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