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Tribute to Will Bonsey

The day was too short

For all the things there were to do

Under a sky of unbroken blue.

The song of the surf

The feel of the breeze

As you glide down the street

Ever at ease.

 

The night was too long

For one soul to bear

Sometimes the song

Is no longer there.

And the cracks in the sky

Fall like pieces of glass

Leaving shards in the truth

That this too shall pass.

 

It’s peace we all want

It’s peace that we seek

Beyond pain, beyond grief

Beyond the world we see

With our eyes

Is the piece of you

We keep in our lives.

 

KN

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