A POEM A DAY - MAN IN THE MOON




Today our family remember Jake who we lost 13 years ago. It is hard to believe so many years have passed and a testament to love and survival that we have learned to live without him. In his short life he touched all who knew him and he will live on with us forever. I posted this poem in his memory last year. 




THE MAN IN THE MOON

Sometimes I see 
a youth in the street
who reminds me of him,
fresh face smiling,
base ball capped,
arms swinging with spirit,
full of life,
until I remember our lad
is stranded in time,
the years have not aged him,
worries have not tired him,
love and children
have not graced him;
I might not even recognise
the man he would become.
He lives forever in my mind,
the laughing toddler,
the skate boarding teen,
the man in the moon,
the loving boy 
we lost too soon.

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