A Poem of Thanks

I discovered this poem and it reminded me of a friend, who left us when way too young for that. He comes often to my mind.  His birthday is coming up soon.

Happy Birthday Nic –
this bright morning,
mourning that
we cannot offer you presents
for your presence is
the one thing we would give
anything for.
You are absent, yet
here is our present:
our future each year
from now,
to take the past
and shake from its
laden branches
all the gifts you once gave
which lie, wrapped in memories
waiting again and again
for their joyful opening,
and our enduring thanks.

By Kester Brewin (http://www.kesterbrewin.com/2012/11/22/happy-birthday-nic-a-poem-of-thanks/)

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