Ode to a fleeting friend
A little contribution to a well earned commemoration…...
Dear Moz,
As you watch on silently, know this:
Those big brown eyes of yours
Ever gazing up
Were like containers
Wobbling with emotion
Speaking with clarity
Never numb
Always there, in the pocket of those who cared
No strings….
but all things
No pain now
To weigh on your bones
As you plod softly and surely
Through light less dense
You will be remembered
As a gentle soul
By those you knew but slightly
In a world your protectors made whole.
Happy travels Moz,
From your often absent friends
D & E
burntblue
oh wow idkid…. this actually made me cry. Beautiful.