In Memory Of Frank M.
(Epoch Four: 1989-1999)
Frank, we are here for you.
Though now you're gone.
We will recall the times,
You brought us joyous tears.
Every time you sang an operetta,
Or gave your glorious breath
To your harmonica.
Every time you were here for us.
You sought to touch our hearts
Which you did.
Like a gentle breeze
You came and went.
Though your essence
In our thoughts will last.
It was only in your disease
That you were not enough.
That the whole was not equal
To the sum of its parts.
I, too have known
It can be rough.
How many years
In want of
"That significant other."
So much love
Yet you did not know
To whom to give.
How many times
Did you take a chance?
How many times
Did you take a chance?
How much of your heart was spent?
Still in the end
Deprived of her
You Felt alone.
Frank, my friend, my brother,
I choose not to say good-bye.
Though I know it is true.
Instead from time to time
I shall glance
At your knowing smile.
As you grasp
Though I was not
"That significant other"
I will press on
While still loving you.