Uncle Dave

UNCLE DAVE

Love

                That’s what’s left

As I sit here

                Bereft

Thinking, reflecting

On all I have

The memories

                The stories

                                The laughter

                                                The smile

                                                                Now gone

My heart aches

As it weighs its loss

Hoping this pain, will last

So in some way

I can hold on

To as much of you

As I can

I know and understand

That life goes on

And my turn will come

Anon

I don’t want

                Will not

                                Let you go

Into the fog of time

In my heart you still glow

You understood

What family means

You opened your heart

And let us in

Where the greater power

Did shine within

Your certitude

Carried through

As when we last spoke

Of this day to come

In retrospect

How profound

You were

In accepting fate

For those of you

Who have gone ahead

Where do we turn

For wisdom, instead?

Where is that love

Where are those memories

Slipping away

And now it would seem

Our day is arising

The recipients

Of your words and deeds

And from those we take heed

And mount our steeds

And with ensigns held high

Ride upright and forward

Into the unknown

And until that fateful day

When we, it will be

That you welcome home

-Shiidon, February 18, 2016

I wrote this in honor of my Uncle Dave who passed away this past week.  He was the youngest of the three brothers who survived their two sisters.  My Aunt Ginny passed away years ago and their other sister passed away in childhood. I am blessed to have had a wonderful conversation with my uncle a few months ago.  We spent a lot more time in Boston together at the occasion of my brothers wedding.  He had a lot of love in his heart.  There are many conversations that are now lost and gone, yet the ones we had were sufficient to bring solace to my heart until that time when I am sure we will meet again, but not just yet.