Time of death 6:47
Body is warm but eyes are empty
Medic closes them
It is 20 years ago
We are in the woods (woods not now)
Behind the mountain (mountain even now)
It is sunny but cold
There is a foundation of a house (house not even then)
There are rusty ancient tools (tools still in some form)
‘This is a time and place to recall’
Time and place recalled correctly clearly
Medics move quickly
Arrangements made long ago
Fires will burn hot clean permanent
There is a deer close to the foundation(deer probably not now)
Deer ponders green on forest floor(green still green each spring)
We are appraised as no danger
‘Some are moments to cherish’
Moment indeed moment is cherished
Medics leave dark of night seems darker
Phone rings condolences are given support offered
Declined but appreciated grief unmassaged by words or actions
Stream runs cold and strong(stream still stream now)
Next to the water bug is eaten by a green frog(bug not bug in a moment)
Frog hops away happy with achievement
‘All thing are connected’
Coffee in the morning mind distant and unclear
No tears shed but mind is tired
TV hums in background talks of plane crash in ocean
Young couples fate not known worst suspected
Heat of day approaches soon food crowds kitchen
Recently delivered made with care
Day passes quickly thoughts of varied topics
Distractions are fleeting but happen none the less
Objects flood memories good bad neither
Formalities will come soon after(Already man is man no longer)
For my father 1938-1999
Gene G. McLaughlin 2003
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