Tom was tall – he glowed
A Renaissance man
Helped us move into
His self-built casita
Had stories to tell
About sadness and joy
Welcomed us as brothers
Shared our wine
Only met today, but
Found we had much in common
Close ones lost and
Dealing with it, aided
By angels at every crossroad
Never being told
You are a victim, so
Act that way, but
Rather you are needed
To lead the way to
A higher plain of
The Holy Spirit
Purification takes place and
The need to pass it on
As though this is God’s purpose
So we chat and drink,
Sit in awe of each other
Knowing if one hour can lead to this
What about our tomorrow
As we speak only of today
Tomorrow will come
With much more to say
By Steve Haarman aka Stanski
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