Black River Run

I close my eyes to open my heart,
I’m not quite sure where to start,
You were my uncle, my best friend,
Your life wasn’t supposed to end.

You were always witty, and clever,
a facetious mastermind
You made the world laugh,
forever humble and kind.

I wish you were here
so time would pass
and we could have one more beer

It’s a bittersweet visual to see
your memory stream down my face
I’m thankful to collect each moment
that time can’t be replaced.

But damn,

without you,
my mascara wouldn’t run
So now I count my tears one by one

-kristin l. cook

In loving memory of Chris Stewart, who will always be my family and partner in crime.

 

 

 

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