(Dedicated to Jan Unger, a new friend, An old spirit) You stepped in, While others walked by And moved us forward, You were not shy Some gave us words, You gave us action Some were listless, You showed your passion You knew the battle, Had been there before Conviction was you, We were lifted once more We were there, With no clues of our own No progress was made, Until we were shown You led the way, You drew the plan Took out the guess work, You were our man Thank you isn’t much, But it’s all we have You found us sore, and Offered your salve Didn’t give us supper, but Taught us how to fish Encouraged us to finish and Not just to wish We learned the steps, Now we know the joy When you stop by, We can look you in the eye There is still a way to go, But we’re far from where we were You talked to us of glory, When we weren’t sure Your spirit lingers, Even when you’re gone Your character still lifts us, When you’re not around We miss you, Come by friend Just to say hello and Assure us once again By Steve Haarman September 21, 2010
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Steve Haarman 