Reflections on and from the life of Pambo here to leave an indelible impression on all whose hearts and minds will never give up the quest to find "the smile no one can see within the dark."
Monday, May 7, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
In the Loss of Bruce Bethune
In the Loss of Bruce Bethune (PRP 2010)
You hid amongst the public places –so I looked within the
lonely faces
Knowing you were near and I wanted you to know – just wanted
you to know
I still think of you
You laughed at the rain and danced through your pain
I knew you were running and It seems so insane because I
I just wanted to see you- just to see you
I still think of you
I knew there was nothing that I could mend or a word of
comfort I could send
But all my life you had been near and I always felt you here
You are in my blood, graze the dreams that I send, you are
my family not my friend
And even now, in the end…. I still think of you….always think of you.
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My old wooden box still holds a treasure here or there,
A scratched up Beatles' single and a lock of mother’s hair,
The broken chain I yanked in two as I jerked it off my wrist
My Love beads, a silver cross, and a scribbled Christmas list.
An ancient fading paper chain from old time chewing gum,
Now if you really want memories?.. I bet that thing swallowed some.
There is my broken ballerina who lost a leg when I was 10!
I spent 3 long hours, teary eyed to make her whole again.
Trinkets of a life time …………
Carefully kept and heaven spent
Amongst them all I found your picture
with a scent of peppermint.