I knew Brother Ray from way back when
1976 we met at church
His church since he had retired was Baptist
the sermon the pastor had asked him to
give the closing prayer. I remember that
then, not a word he uttered. Some may have
I am sure that his God did understand
and Brother Ray trembled with every move
While he spoke his voice was trembling as well
church member had been visited by him
He didn't drive so someone else took him
and moved away. There wasn't another
who stepped up to drive so I volunteered
We visited together for fourteen years
After time I realized that I could
understand every word he'd say. Wonders
Two more years, at age 99 he died
(My favorite tale was of his hunting skill
Every year he'd kill his deer though he shook
We were quite a pair, every Monday night)
_ _ _ _ _We were quite a pair, every Monday night)
Photos and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Margaret at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Poem Sketching, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/poem-sketching.html
- - - and
- to Day Ten of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-5/
- Margaret's instructions were, "Today's challenge is for you to create and use a word list (and from it write).
- Over at NaPoWriMo the instructions were, "Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that is a portrait of someone important to you."
- I tried to satisfy both.
I love this story ... especially how you came to understand him over time, just by spending more time with him. I'm sure he is with you still, his spirit and his words.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful story and friendship.
ReplyDeleteWonderful! This is obviously a cherished memory and 14 years! Wow.
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