For Tom

What I remember most

is the way you had

of always showing up,

of being there to offer

what was needed most –

a hand, a smile,

a wry comment,

a look of understanding.

Like the fox in the Christmas tale

you loved so much,

you didn’t hold back,

but gave willingly,

wildly, and oh so well.

                                                                             JDG

(Offered in gratitude and deep appreciation for the life of Tom Major)

                                                                            

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