Thursday, April 30, 2009

Last poetry prompt is to write a farewell poem, and I am writing mine to a young friend who I much respect as he enters the last days of his life.

Farewell, Good Soul

I wonder if you will die tonight.
If not tonight, soon. Too young.
Includer, friend, husband, father
son, brother, seeker, keeper of trees,
you have feared, raged, wept, hoped,
hung on, calmed, wiped tears, let go.
You walked into my office seeking
wisdom, left as much as you found.
Thank you. I will miss you. Farewell.

Victoria Hendricks, April 30, 2009


Peggy said...

Such a beautiful tribute to a good soul, Victoria. Love to you all.

Judy said...

What a beautiful, poignant poem for this young friend,Victoria.So sad but I am glad he knew you in his young life.

Ruth said...

beautiful and touching--I know Lydia will love it

Lynne said...

Beautiful thoughts expressed so honestly and lovingly, Victoria. May your friend find peace in his passing and may the universe hold his family and you in its care as you grieve the inevitable.

Mary said...

Very sad, touching, real. What a tragedy he will die so young.

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