Tears for Jkay

Posted on March 26, 2009 by JM Bratton
Candles light again.
Virtual flames burn brightly.
Our Jkay is gone.
 
The puns, the laughter
We will never be the same.
Our Jkay is gone.
 
Go on now and rest.
Kisses for Jack-the-Juggler.
Our Jkay is gone.
 
Hours   minutes   days
you’ll find yourself in our hearts.
Our Jkay is gone.
 
Tonight, toward heaven
I will raise a toast to you.
My friend may be gone…
 
But you will live on.
As long as there are puns, breath.
You’ll live on in love.
 
Love,
Beeb

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  1. jacque, on March 27th, 2009 at 1:24 am Said:

    i just cried my last tear and then all over again, just blubbering.
    thanks for writing.

    Reply

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