For Fred Imus
He was,
A familiar voice,
Kindred soul.
Seemed like I knew him from
Somewhere.
His voice was a balancing force
Against his brother,
Only different.
He was the younger?
Still surprised,
He seemed older by his
Simple
Country street
Wisdom.
Corny jokes?
A wellspring there,
My cringing face
Delighting
In his satire,
And
Wit.
To die peacefully in one’s sleep,
To exit quietly this life they have had,
Yet to those around them,
A shock,
Only hazy and happy memories,
Suddenly gone.
Suddenly gone,
He was,
A familiar voice,
Kindred soul.
Seemed like I knew him from
Somewhere.
His voice was a balancing force
Against his brother,
A spirit like his,
Only different.
He was the younger?
Still surprised,
He seemed older by his
Simple
Country street
Wisdom.
Corny jokes?
A wellspring there,
My cringing face
Delighting
In his satire,
And
Wit.
Like the old ones that I visit,
(and me, getting older each day),
He got the wish we nearly all have,
To die peacefully in one’s sleep,
Yet to those around them,
A shock,
No saying goodbye,
Only hazy and happy memories,
Of a man
Who was
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