Once you had arms

that held me so tight


Once you had legs

that stood up for right


Once you had eyes

that could see in the dark


Once your strong hands

plotted courses to chart


Once we would walk

and the birds would proclaim


Once we would sing

and the heavens refrained


Once we thought time

was our servant and slave


Once, before war

we forgot and forgave


Now that you’re gone,

my memory’s gone dark


Now that you’re gone,

paths unwalked in the park


Now that you’re gone,

surname given and fast


Now that you’re gone

—my heart beats in the past


(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

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