Some April Day - a Repost

This poem is rather difficult to classify. Composed of couplets, written very much in the style of free verse, it might be called a "corrupted sonnet." It was inspired by my 98-year-old friend who, from time to time, expresses his desire to die. Even though he is very healthy for his age, he slips into depression from time to time because he can no longer do many of the things that bought him pleasure for the greater part of his life. My friend, David "Buddy" Williams, said it was simply time for him to go and died peacefully on a beautiful Sunday morning in the summer of 2021. Another June day this second of October Warm and breezy a single cloud hanging over The summer he relished with pleasure is past Despite its poignancy, he lingers long and fast It will slink away tomorrow's fonder oblivion Marking one more day before he will leave on Life's journey into autumn's blessed stillness Thinks he the more rather than the less About the value of those days which lie ahead Faith and hope wrestle with gloom and dread. Some April day, perhaps, a fourth of June He will still be here and singing another tune He will have made it through another winter Will come forth from the dark tomb he entered That June day the second of October Warm and breezy a single cloud hanging over. FIRST PLACE WINNER Brian Strand's PS Contest March 9, 2021