Georgia On My Mind
by Tony Whitaker
By the light of day his armor shimmered
While he fought a foe which feels no pain
We, who loved him, and still do so,
Know his soul moves on to another reign.
As his days grew short, his nights were long.
For the ones he loved, he held on strong.
But now my brother has been removed.
The winds have changed, he has been renewed.
And someday soon I will face that wind,
And Norman, will you know me then?
Will you smile the same, when we laughed as friends?
And will you reach out again, to hold my hand?
And Norman, will you help me stand,
As once you guided me to understand,
So I may walk with you, through His land?
Author's Note: I just found out that someone I worked with for 10 years, and a friend, just passed away after a five year battle with cancer. I was so naive to think he would beat it. So far away, I could not see, and he did not divulge, all the pain he was going through. Goodbye Norman, you helped me understand the new career I took. Without your guidance and realistic views I would not have become as good as I did. I will miss you, my dear friend. I'll see you soon. I can't wait to sit at your "round table". I hear they are taking you back to Plains, Georgia and the reason for the title.
Posted on 12/17/2008
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/17/08 at 07:52 PM|
Very nice Tony. The rhyme are unforced and slightly slant...I like that best. Wonderful and heartfelt tribute to a firend. Delighted. Thanks.
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/18/08 at 05:01 AM|
Sorry for the loss of your friend, man. I obviously didn't know him myself, but I'll still go out on a limb and call this a powerful, fitting tribute.
|Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 12/18/08 at 01:47 PM|
This is most beautiful, Tony. Norman surely is smiling upon you. Enclosed is a hug...
|Posted by A. Paige White on 12/18/08 at 02:32 PM|
The bittersweet longing you feel about your friend is evident in this. Beautiful tribute.
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/18/08 at 02:56 PM|
A fine tribute, Tony. Those first two lines are so strong - I love the idea of armor shimmering. I am sorry for your loss.