Always On The Run Poem by Isabel Lavender
Always On The Run
Why were you always on the run
like a haunted shadow escaping the sun
too much self indulgence is not for the weak
the prodigal son went from lover to a cheat
Havana cigars looking down bottom of bottle
a colourful man nothing ever too subtle
women galore an entuorage of the simpler kind
I tried to warn but totally set on your own mind
son of a pauper Mediterranian blue in heart
born very handsome and yet also very smart
live strong and die young so someone say
oh God in heaven for sinners please do pray
your mama cried at your coffin with a key
a wonderful grandpa you also were to be
towards the end a solemn poor soul
lost all senses of your original goal
no one knows where your journey ends
hopefully united with only true friends
your ashes were spread in the water
sometimes I think and pray,
your daughter
A very real and powerful piece... definitely makes me look at the frailty of life in relationship to the choices I've made and will make. Gives reason to... Pause *10* Be Well
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4/19/2024 9:38:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A real tribute to someone you knew well. Written with all the passion of a poet. Do hope you catch some of mine. Adeline