Don: A Eulogy Poem by Frank Avon

Don: A Eulogy

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He was my friend
when I needed a friend
the most.

From first grade
through twelfth
he was my friend.

I was teased and bullied,
harassed,
but he stood by me.

I was an outsider,
alienated, a loner
and he took me in.

On the playground
he always made sure
I was on his team.

Furthermore,
he always made sure
that we would win.

He was congenial,
he was athletic,
he was handsome.

He was our leader,
even when we didn't realize
he was leading us.

He always gave the limelight
to others, while
he served behind the scene.

He was a gentleman
at an age when gentlemanliness
wasn't cool.

He was honest,
even when honesty
wasn't shrewd.

All too often,
he warned me of
what I shouldn't get into.

but when I was awkward,
timid, insecure, it was he
who thrust me forward.

The youth I knew,
who befriended me,
became a man who

led his people,
served his community,
and grew wise.

He liked to win,
and the way he played the game,
always led to victory.

On that last day
he just had to play,
determined to do well.

It wasn't a hole in one,
but it was a magnificent shot;
he collapsed,

and he was gone,
Always winning.
He was the one.

He was my friend:
I can only hope he knew
how much his friendship
meant to me.

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