Peace

There aren’t as many friends
in this world
as you’d like.
Many don’t survive a weekend
or a week. Many aren’t up to a year.
Life’s growth and change,
it brings us heights
and lows
and some friendships
can’t or won’t
handle the swells.

I push away.
You push away.
But do we come back together?
Some of us do.

There’s a gelling of
capability
passions
willingness
that makes a heart soar.
Higher than is possible
and more peaceful than peace.

That was our friend Gene.
When we were with him
we were at peace.
But he’s gone
and our rest is in pieces.

-2008/08/02 Inspired by Gene Dallan and my wife, Karen, sharing with me his real name: Peace. He just was-

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2 Responses to Peace

  1. jeannette says:

    peace he was, what a legacy and an actual grace a real friend is
    Terry and Karen, but Peace he still is in our memories.Great thoughts Terry,your writings inspire us allways ,Jeannette & Paul

  2. Fabiana says:

    Hi Terry,

    Thank you for writing such a beautiful poem about dad. You really do have a talent for expressing life through words. I know that you and Karen positively impacted his life; especailly close to the end. You are both real and wonderful friends.

    God Bless 🙂

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