By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall
If we do meet again, why, we shall smile
Julius Caesar V.i.28
Last night my friend and mentor was dreamed to me
He was himself again, and so was I
Among Spenserian fields and forests and friends
In a summer world all warm and green
In a time of waiting rooms and surgeries
Slow days of headaches and painful awkwardness
Appointments, lab reports, diagnoses
He came as a comfort, a vision of what will be
We did meet again, and we did smile
And so, just so, we all will meet again
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