October 18th, 2005

writing

In memoriam, Matthew Holt

Last night I went to a memorial service for the husband of a co-worker. He was an engineer who designed motorcycles, and loved to ride them, and he died in a motorcycle accident on Friday, his birthday, on his way to meet Lisa for dinner. The service was a nice one, with music and poetry and shared memories of Matt. Afterwards we went outside and the many assembled motorcycles did a "revving of the engines" that was very like an honor guard salute. I didn't know Matt well, but you could tell that he was much loved, and will be much missed.

During the service they read a very touching poem I'd not heard before that I liked a lot. Poking around on the web, it looks like it was written by David M. Romano.

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.

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