Notes About The Poem

Many people tough our lives. This person was my cousin, who died too soon. His mother asked me to write a poem about him. I interviewed his neighbors, relatives, supervisors, and students. This is what they said about him. Would that each of us could leave so rich a legacy!

Short Stuff

You were always happy, always on the move
with a great zest for life and a heart full of love.

We loved you too and checked to see if you’d get mad
if we mimicked your habits, but you laughed instead.

When we were in school together, you often horsed around;
I ribbed you about eye trouble, eyes too close to the ground. 

You lived life with gusto, knowing your time was short;
playing hard, working harder, often with a jolly retort.

Honest to a fault, you saw the positive side of things;
kept things in order, solid rock with no mood swings.

Cut off jeans, gray tee shirt, tinted glasses, baseball hat;
great big grin, teasing quip, a big hello, a friendly chat.

You were the best teacher any student ever had;
I could call on you to help as though you were my dad.

You drove my school bus on many a winter morn;
dressed in brown coveralls, bottom legs frayed and worn.

You were there in summer, helping coach baseball games;
at football with your camera or turning cartwheels in the gym.

You taught us how to care, how to study, how to play;
how to work on the computer and make the most of every day.

So determined to learn, spending hours at a throw;
self-teaching all the things a teacher needed to know.

You are the poem of my life, who you were tells the tale;
your poem will last forever, healing memories never pale.

You wrote the words of this poem, pages of my life tell the story;
you will read them back to me, when we meet again in glory.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Gifford Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 11:43 AM
So sorry you lost your cousin, Cona, and this is a beautiful tribute poem for his mother and family members to cherish. Great write.
Gulley Avatar
November 8, 2014 at 3:59 PM
It's a 7 forme and a Fav!
Adams Avatar
November 8, 2014 at 4:54 PM
Thank you Sharon. You are too kind. I will certainly return the favor. Love this community spirit!
Gulley Avatar
November 8, 2014 at 3:58 PM
Such a warm and wonderful read, Cona. I enjoyed this memorial write about this young man. I am sorry for your loss, but I know he would be proud of this awesome write. God Bless and thanks for sharing...Sharon G.
Adams Avatar
November 8, 2014 at 4:52 PM
Thanks so much, Sharon. He was a special cousin. He was an only son, and my aunt did appreciate the poem. I'm so glad I was able to give it to her.
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