Claude's Lines
Claude were you tired that night
Of the slashes from life you’d born
Or the effort it took
And the ruts you’d worn
Did you sigh and quietly go away
Or groan and curse and fight to stay
It doesn’t matter I guess
Smooth or rough, night or noon
It’s all to us one thing
Too soon, too soon
You lived your life full and bold
What a life, what a trip, what a soul
Memories like the notes of a wind chime
We’d struggle and laugh, call each other “pard”
Life around you my friend
Was somehow less hard
What passion you had
And infectious joy
Full tilt, wide open, and crank it up
You gave your friends such love and trust
You gave so much and gave so well
That part of you became part of us
So we will live this day in your name
Sad, oh sad that you left, but blest that you came
Warrior, artist, son, brother, husband, father and friend
Claude, so well mixed were thee
That in all who loved you when we heard you were gone
Not an eye, not a tear did not shed
Including me,
Including me.
Copyright © Steve Edwards | Year Posted 2011
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