July 9, 2006
Justin
You were once
the child
steering your own
jewel
river boat
Peter and the Wolf
chased you
along the river's
shore
of
deep imagination
The oars of
adolescence
frought with
your being
handed a
family's sadly
leaky boat
The college years
when you
were not
spared
the necessary weight
of a
deeply broken heart
both
Julia and Marco
swept
under
the river's surface
One taken
by life
and
One
by death
Your present
watery
Van Gogh
years
of the thrill
and passion
of floating
precariously
along
the river's edge
of
no guarantees
Row, row
row your boat
gently down the
stream
Your heart's bouyancy
will sail you
into all
the days of your life
-tanina
Sunday, April 18, 2010
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