There’s a story from my youth, that you used to tell
I’m reminded of today, as we say farewell
Of a plan quite peculiar, that captured a youthful heart
That we never ever seemed to find the time to start
It’s a memory that always brings a smile to my face
One that I treasure and will never erase
Though you’re now gone, I remember that dream
Your grand, eccentric and wonderful scheme
I hope that very soon I’ll get to give it a try
In a testament for us, having to say goodbye
And if you could see, I’m sure that you’d be ecstatic
When I’ve finally put a pool table into the attic
Cameron D Hamilton 10/03/2017
[The preceding poem was written for my Grandpa who recently passed away (07/03/17). I wrote this and two others to be recited at his funeral. This particular piece was read at the church. All throughout my childhood he always talked about putting a pool table into his attic and it more than captured my imagination. To this day it’s one of my most treasured memories, this simple idea that never came to be.
I’ve not really been in a great place but I felt it was time to share what’s been going on and what I’ve been doing to remember someone who meant so much to me.
Regardless if you like this, thank you for reading.]