Dear Tim (a villanelle) The railroad tracks still read your name. Memories of you bring tears to my eyes. Driving by will never be the same. At the time it all may have seemed like a game But surely it wasn’t worth the high. The railroad tracks still read your name. When I heard the news, I hung my head in shame Since I hadn’t said goodbye, And driving by will never be the same. For the next three months your recovery came. We were not worried, you were the strongest guy. The railroad tracks still read your name. Then, three months later your life was claimed And now everyone can only ask, Why? Driving by will never be the same. The picture of us that’s now frozen and framed Will sit on my desk, with my heart nearby. The railroad tracks still read your name, Driving by will never be the same.
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A Letter to a Friend, by Mary Bailey
Please dear friend
Don't say to me the old clichés
Time heals all wounds
God only gives you as much as you can bear
Life is for living...
Just say the thoughts of your heart
I'm sorry, I love you, I'm here, I care
Hug me and squeeze my hand
I need your warmth and strength.
Please don’t drop your eyes when I am near
I feel so rejected now by God and man
Just look in my eyes and let me know that you are with me.
Don't think you must always be strong for me
It's ok to cry
It tells me how much you care
Let me cry, too
It's so lonely to always cry alone.
Please keep coming by even after many weeks have passed
When the numbness wears off the pain of grief is unbearable.
Don't ever expect me to be quite the same
How can I be when part of my being is here no more.
But please know, dear friend, with your love, support and understanding
I will live and love again and be grateful everyday
that I have you-dear friend.
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lyrics to the song Tim’s friends shared at the funeral
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