If all I had were pictures
I could be content
to see over and over and over again
his golden smile,
his blue-sky eyes,
and
his graceful frame, so wondrously.
If all I had were stories
I'd be grateful
to read again, and again and once more
of his laughter,
of his loves,
and
of his hero's life, so bravely.
If all I had were memories
I would be glad
to share them, once, twice and again
to re-live,
to revive,
and
to renew them, constantly.
If all I had were friendships
I would be blessed
to find them still with me, over again and once more
growing strong with time,
caring when there's need,
and
praising when a goal is reached, finally.
But I must thank G-d,
and all who bring these several joys my way,
the legends, the bards,
the laughter loving groups
and
an actor giving one special soul his birth, beautifully.
written 03/17/2003
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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