FIRST THOUGHTS

Eric,
oh, my Eric
I'm falling all apart

Words
Like steel-tipped arrows
Slicing through my heart

Gathered
Strung together
Laying bare your soul

Emotions
Inspire feelings
Embers from hot coal

I remember....

"Handicapped"
You learned
that
word,
When first you started school.

Stark!
Was your encounter!
With peers who were so cruel!

Fears
that traumatize & cause
Loss, Of innocence

Love,
Betrayal, rejection too
Begin to build a fence

Tragedy
Cruelty,
Confusions, even shame

Passion
Anger, Bitterness
Each one has its' own name

Accusations
flung by peers
"Look here, You're not like we are!"

Labeled,
"Non-comformist!"
You came to love - BIZARRE

Oh, But Eric!......

Unbound
You stood
Alone and Free

"Normal?"
Shunned.....!
In favor of, Individuality

Passionate
Your words remain
Lines of rhythm, rhyme or prose

Many
Only done in part
When death, that door did close

Your
Thoughts, Feelings & Opinions,
Conclusions, all your own

Precious
Words unwritten
Now never to be known

Remaining
they are living yet
But you, my son, are dead

Incomplete,
Like worlds unborn
Those words you never said......

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Music "ON YOUR SHORE" (Enya)