I just read this topic... I hardly read things from start to finish.. yet I did this one.
Dude, never met you.. but it sounds like you have touched a lot of people..
To everyone.. it's often the little things that we take for granted. The smiles, the friendly waves, the simple 'Hello, how are you?' There are so many people in this world who are hurting and we never know...
We always have an excuse to put it off till tomorrow. Yeah, i'll call him tomorrow.. i'll write to him later.. i'll see him soon. Pick up the phone, a pen.. whatever the medium it is and reach out to those around you.. tell them that you care and that you're there. I'm not saying that this may have helped in this case.. but it's always nice to feel your loved.. or thought about...
It doesn't take much to make a difference..
RIP Mon. I hope where ever you are.. you are in a happy place.. looking down upon us and smiling.
Always before, the spring returned.
The bright world in its cycle spun
In air and flowers, grass and -fern,
Assured and cradled by the sun.
Always before, you could explain
The turning darkness of the earth,
And how that dark embraced the rain,
And gave the ferns and flowers birth.
Already I forget those things,
And how a vein of gold survives
The mining of a thousand springs,
The seasons of a thousand lives.
Now winter is my memory,
Now autumn, now the summer light-
So every spring from now will be
Another season into night.