For Jerry: April 4, 2014

For Jerry: April 4, 2015

Today was your day to mourn

To be with family and friends

And memories

I was there

In the back row

Unseen

Except in the aggregate

Eyes closed

Singing songs that would have made me cry

Under the best of circumstances

I didn’t know your wife

But I knew enough

Three years younger than me

Suddenly

Unexpectedly

But do we ever expect the end

Our choices betray a belief in immortality

Else within the petty we could recognize

Magnitude in each moment

Sense the gravity of our words

If we knew we would embark

Monday

On a journey to end

Wednesday

How would things be different

Tuesday

Should they be different?

Or is it enough at times

To fill life with the

Mundane

There is beauty enough in that