He Left Before the Rain
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July 7, 2010, 11:13 pm
Filed under: Family and Friends
Filed under: Family and Friends
Let me wrestle with memories
Rooted deep within my being
That I have cast away, away
After the War of Fight and Fleeing
How I remember the young struggles
The jealousy and competition
When whole galaxies we juggled
And life was more than repetition
He was my friend in golden fields
Who left before the rain
Tempered me and now he shields
Arrows of this world’s pain
His memory is a warm confusion
Defining all I am and am to be
His rebirth was a conclusion
Of this child’s way to see
And now he grows within me
Demanding room he spreads my wings
Brotherly, he bends my knee
So I can listen as Jeremiah sings.
Written on July 23, 1997, the fifth anniversary of the death of Jeremiah and Drew Smith by Jeremiah’s close friend Chris Lauer.
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