Last updated on October 1, 2017
I wrote you a letter
late last night.
I wanted to make things better
with all my might.
It’s still hard to believe
that you’re gone forever.
I thought you’d never leave,
that we’d always be together.
Memories of days spent with you
swim around in my mind.
Any time I was blue
you were always so kind.
I never had to pretend
when I was with you.
You were my friend;
I was yours, too.
Oh, please wake me from this nightmare
and shine your sweet smile.
The world losing you isn’t fair
even if it were just for a while.
I know you’ve gone to a great place,
and you’ll be happy there.
But I still have visions of your face
with all its joy and care.
I’ve been waiting to hear your song,
wishing I would have listened then.
Why did I have to be so wrong?
I can’t help “Remembering when …”
This letter was to say
all the things I should have said before.
If I ever find a way
I’ll only say I’m sorry more.
*Written for Clint Davis, July 9, 1975 – June 6, 1992.