For David, our Subway Serenade. . . .
In passing.
faint echo of love
music at the station
steam rising
sure it was heard
David, if just a tiny fraction
of the love you have given
circles back in that unbroken circle
it will break over you
in that crashing wave
and then the gentle surround
of a thousand angels
lapping against the beach.
Phil Specht
4 January 2009
3 comments:
Thanks, Puddle. This was a wonderful surprise.
More Phil than me, really. Left you a message at TEOCAWKI. . . .
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Beautiful, Phil. And very fitting. Thanks so much. You too puddle.
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