Two Men - revisited

Some will be lost.  There's no way to experience life without ultimately experiencing death.

But not Forgotten.

William Brett Shanley
3/31/1973 - 4/11/2012


Two Men - Revisited

Two men meet at the end of the road
One departed – one further to go
But sometimes they still meet
Like today, when’s it’s the time
To look back where they’ve traveled
Find a little peace of mind…

Two stories that still seem to unfold
One never forgotten, one left to be told
Come together and take a pause
Winded voices still move on and on

They share past and present
Then turn to depart

I stop and turn, look back at him
Starting to fade, won’t let the light dim
Must push on –
so when next we meet
There is another chapter
Two little feet…

I’ve lost many, some I’ve known for years and years
But this man that I followed can bring as many tears
I will remember what I can –
Though even though I think I understand
Some days I can’t

But I know the road.
I’ve walked it.  Longer than he
And somehow I’ve been allowed
To live and breathe

Suffered with pain – with the uncertainty
Of staying together, when I just couldn’t believe
And the path ahead of me, well
Still have days it’s a little foggy to see

Two men say goodbye again
Not really brothers, not exactly friends
Each shares in their humanity
Insights others may not have seen

I move on – I press on…


3/31/15
clc