Let Us Celebrate

The end is not near

The beginning

Is

Just a smile away

This is not the season of sorrow or snow

It’s the season

To rejoice

The rising of the new sun

It’s the season of Christmas

No matter who you are

Or what you believe in

The fact of the matter

Is

The sun will rise

Allowing

All to see

The glimmering beauty

In a blade of grass

Swaying in the breeze

As the sun

Rises over head

Star Dust

A smile

I have been told

Can last forever

That is how

My friend Gene

  Marshall

Will always be

Remembered by me

And others

Who knew him

He is not gone

But

He is near

In my memory

Where countless of other memories

Lie

Some of which

Have been made and shared

By

A very good Catholic man

Dedicated to doing good works

And helping others

And I know

Gene

Is looking down from above with a smile

Laughing at everyone

Because

He is sitting next to his creator and friend

So

When you go to sleep

Just remember

Gene is still working

He is helping the stars from above

Sprinkle star dust

Over everyone

So they can sleep

Good night Gene

My Friend

I will see you in the morning

In my memories

As I do my work with a smile

A birth of a Dance

Many a year ago

You were

Just a twinkle

In my eye

Now

You are the one

Putting a smile

On my face

As we both

Stroll

Down the avenue of the mall

Dashing in and out of the stores

Looking for bargains

And

Transforming our movements

Into a dance

Number Seven’s Birthday

The magic of the number seven

Lies

In the vastness of its ability

To dance around

All

The other numbers

Without

Them noticing

He is smiling

Because

His movements

Are all choreographed

In his head

As he eats pizza