If you have seen it, you know.
Life does not end. It does not. No, it does not.
It peels away and moves beyond this body, those once treasured plans, these sweet, dear beloveds. Often not easily, nor willingly; sometimes not even completely, but eventually -when exhaustion prevails, organs fail, when all is ready, enough is said- the anchor lifts. And the soul’s strong sails spread on the wind, sailing, sailing with sad, exquisite relief.
Brandon took sail Monday, March 27, 2017. Wishing him a good journey…
MY DARLIN’ BOY AGE 9
Maxwell Gavin Phinneas John
went to bed with his Nikes on
and his Monsters Inc tee, and his Comicon cap
he set his chess board on his lap
squinted and pondered and stroked his chin
touched his nose, gave a very wide grin
then made a move ne’er before seen
in any chess game in any known scene
he jumped his knight up two over one
then moved very quickly until he was done
check mating the queen across the board
so smoothly he moved, oh my sweet Lord,
in just two more moves, yes, check mate in three
he threw out his arms and laughed with glee
Max made major history that day weeks ago
and now he is planning another great show
…stay tuned for more from our Max!
LITTLE QUIP OF HORRORS
Young Pirate with his Ukelele
PROMISE OF A BRIGHT FUTURE
Aint no guitar too big, nor stage too humble, to keep Max quiet