The Path We Follow
The path we follow though not paved with gold
Holds many stories; yet untold
I knew a man who's path was short, but lived with grace and love
At thirty-two he passed away and journeyed up above
A dreaded pandemic took its toll
But in his short path of life-educating with care was his goal
Though weak at times and nimble too
He had words of encouragement for all- not just a few
If a hug was needed ;always he was there
Though when he spoke of AIDS-some were scared
This man I knew, gave all he could give
Through educating others; so they may live
That man I speak of could be you or me
That man is how we all should be
He held my hand and squeezed it tight
Bowed his head unto my ear and whispered…Stay Safe. Good Night
Never Gone Away
They have not “gone away”
They have risen to new heights
They have not “passed away”
They have moved forward
Though no longer of this earth- but always in our hearts
No longer living.
Yet; we shall live and love and teach for them
No longer fighting for life
We shall now fight the fight to ease others
Silent lips- Yet; their lives tell so many wondrous stories
They have not gone away
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