Poem to Tim ---- March 2003

Poem to Tim

 

He was very much alive and as bright as a star

Loved sports; golf was his game -- he shot par

 

He would see the bright side - laugh instead of worry

He traveled the world young, including Surry

 

He knew how to think big; how to dream

Tim made me so full of hope and proud I would beam

 

He was handsome, athletic, funny, and smart

Everybody loved him; he would warm the heart

 

He was the stability of the family; we all did believe

It broke my heart that he was first to leave

 

He was creative, would think the most difficult things through

He’d come up with new ideas that would make my mind chew

 

He gave me back my childhood just as he became an adult

When I think of those glory days I do exalt

 

He was a gift sent by God; I only realized later as perfect as could be

That I loved him right I pray to Thee

 

He’s gone – abruptly --way way too early

He was ripped from my heart; I loved him so dearly

 

His spirit is now a memory; that’s all I have left

Dear Tim I miss you; it’s such a terrible theft

 

He was so dear, I miss him badly, it makes me cry

Last time I saw him I told him I loved him …. then said goodbye

 

He taught me to love and it’s now that I know

Tim was send by God; it’s a debt to Jesus that I owe