Friday, June 03, 2011

Uncle Bob (1922 - 2011)


Stars, Kodakotype by Pants


A poem for Uncle Bob

When I close my eyes I picture you flying
And I remember how you loved every kind of sky.

I imagine a spectacular view
And think you must have been tempted from us
By the sweetest of dreams.

Your long love affair with life ends
And life itself will feel the loss.

You went gentle, as was your way
Not into any old good night, but into the bright day
And I remember how you loved every kind of day.

When I close my eyes, I picture you flying
And in your incredible lightness, soaring
As only the truly pure of heart can
And l remember how you loved every kind of heart.

And I will carry you in mine
Until the stars no longer wonder what keeps them apart.