July Drive

for the last time, yesterday around noon, we rode together again-
silence steals tangible, but in my grasp again we talked-
on the way to dad, this time II at the wheel, we laughed again-
Ere three, these two were soon to be, again-
another grave reminder; because often I forget-
but probably never again...

kpf/mrf

bro, give him a hug for me...these days not easy w/o either of you.

dad

awwww keek, cut it out....

pictures

I saw pictures of Kieron tonite...of when Kieron was Keek. Whoever left them on our kitchen counter had no idea what emotions they unveiled.

His smile was completely contagious, and if you were near it, you too would be infected.

Tonite I'd give my heart away to be in the same room looking at Keek's smile. I want him back...

3/18/2011

So it's done...your second birthday away.

Didn't see dad, or mom, or any siblings on the 50th year of you.

B-day presents bro...

Such is the sad reality presented when we're presented by death.

Lively occasions - remarkable days like the half-century mark of a birth - don't play out.

Fuck the whole notion

50

The eve of your 50th birthday Kieron.

With you, I envision a reflective Thursday, drinking Jameson's and engaging in another colorful conversation.

Without you, I'll still reflect... and I'll continue to miss you, your insight, your unique outlook on life.

I'll reflect on the impact and influence you had on me. I hate using the past tense because it reminds me of your absence. Also because it's not accurate; your influence guides me every day. Tomorrow will be no different.

Nevertheless, happy birthday.

I miss you.

I love you.

Michael

times like these

stalwart and humble KPF, is what you were...today we missed that...guide me more