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by Devon E Mattys

At night you’ll always be whole,
Fleshed out because I’ll remember
What there was in your eyes, your soul,
Recollected with the body from the embers.
You’ll never have to fear that I’ll forget your face,
Because I’ll always remember in my dreams
The smiles we shared, looking up at space,
Wondering if stars really fell or if that was just the way it seemed.
Or I’ll remember cereal in the morning,
Drinking the milk from the bowl,
Disregarding any warning
That we might spill when we lost control.
Or I’ll remember peach pits in the garden,
Trying to plant and grow a tree,
Or the mountains as the lakes began to harden,
Becoming firm with the winter’s freeze.
I’ll remember walking hand-in-hand
I’ll remember splashing in the streams
I’ll remember playing barefoot in the sand
I’ll remember all this in my dreams.
You’re gone, now, and the night is all that’s left,
Leaving me alone with my thoughts and pain...
A more dramatic person might be bereft,
But I... I just sigh and try my best to not complain.






for Joe Edward Mattys, Sr (1 June 1923 - 28 November 1989) - I miss ya, Grampa Joe, wherever you are

12/01/2001

Author's Note: for my grandfather, Joe Mattys, who I lost too early

Posted on 12/01/2001
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