Shawn Gorsick Poet I do not know?

Epitapht

What can I say as I listen
To slow jazz and ease back in time
What can I say man, i will be missing
Some should a been reunions , that's a crime.

Wish I wasn't writing this epitaph
 you was a good one
Wild at heart and stout like a boot strap.
You gave me a life lesson son

One night after some fun
Letting the eagle swoop the track
Always faster second run
Yea. I was I got laid back

On our way down the mountain
We had a liquor indused shoulder stop.
I got motion sickness.
I was Trying to stop spinning
Sitting on the aluminum guard rail
While the liquor was winning
A class in drinking I failed

Until I got the best of myself
My balance repeatedly let me fall off the rail
Five times You climbed over and put me back on my aluminum sobering shelf.
Always laughing at myself And apologizing each time I fell

We had much in common it seemed
Big in build led by respect with a little  pride.
What did you say to me each time You hopped That beam
That I took from you and kept as ethic and still live by.

What random words could you have said.
That broke past the barrier
of memory not gone with morning bread.
Are blocked from mind cause advice or criticism invokes one to feel inferior.

I may recall this phrase wrong
But I believe this is what You. Told me.
" now that we are friends,  no apologies,  cause as long as I'm around no friends of mine stay on the ground a 
friend on their feet should always help a man off his back "

Ambelished,  maybe a bit
But from then on,
It wasn't easy for many I admit
But to those I called friend
Were always helped if they
Found trouble,  or a mud hole.

From then on,  I only looked
To directions When looking upon men
Right and left no judgment upon them
And excepting no glance if it was looking down on me.

Not all men born live As a man
Not only did you,  but you taught me to.
Phil you changed my life perception
some men are men some are bought.

That night I looked back on
Everytime I wanted to let my pride lead me
Which led to a positive outcome
And help for all close to me

So in conclusion to a poets rambling
I say goodbye with a metaphor
Buddy from were I'm standing
What I took from you is to in dept to be expressed even with most prevelant, and precision written parable.

You changed the world by changing me.
Thank you for standing me up
Until I could walk on my feet
I will keep memory of you on top of the cup
And when I fall,  then again we meet

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