My Friend Russ

MY FRIEND RUSS

He touched my life so deeply,
I can’t believe he’s gone.
The sound of his laughter I’ll recall.
Like the words of a favorite song.
We traveled the same road a lot,
We shared some laughs and tears.
He helped me when I was blind,
Through these past few rough years.
He bought smiles to my heart and soul,
With tales about his toys.
The thing that sticks with me the most.
His capacity for life’s joy.
His humility wouldn’t let him see,
How far he’d truly walked
or the lives he’d touched with his giving heart,
he gave and never balked
And when I tried to tell him
How much that he had grown
He’d laugh and then he’d tell me,
Some seeds were still unsown.
His simple wisdom sometimes,
Made me feel like a dope.
He doesn’t know he gave to me,
a spring of eternal hope.
I’m crying as I write this now,
Because my friend is gone.
Yet he lives inside me, in my heart.
And shall my whole life long.
He hasn’t gone to somewhere,
We won’t meet some fine day.
And because Russ was in my life.
He’s brightened all my days.

Hasta lluego Russ (means ‘see you later’)