eulogies are but words
and our words but wind.
so we bristle the trees
blowing a loving kiss, for Harve
a goodbye to this world.

his glistening eyes shone a Christ's love
as he happily, lovingly trod
this earthly realm.
as a son, husband, father, uncle,
none could be better.

oh, faithful child of God, you wavered not
from carrying your love in daily smiles,
and gave them freely to needy souls.
never once judging by earthly merits
your humble brother in need.

there is a rich eleusisian field
where the mystery of mankind
will be revealed, as we see
there are a hundred ways
to kiss the stars.

Harve, we're standing in your shadow
as you loom large in our heart
blanketed by your character
which is revealed by your true eumlation
of Christ's love and devotion.

as Christ lives still, so does Harve.

10/09/2005