1974
His life has gone out of our lives
He will never return again
Smiling when he arrives
Riding out of the rain
Awkward and tall and gay
Urgent with schemes
Discarding without dismay
The broken dreams
Drawing us into his life
Almost against our will
Sharing his speed and strife
Now he is still
We will not wait at the grave
We have our lives to live
Friends to whom he gave
All that he had to give
In all we do and say
The gift goes on and on
And cannot be taken away
After the giver is gone
A green and growing tree
After the fire
The immortality
Of his desire