Thoughts that wouldn't otherwise derive permeate my mind tonight.
Reason being, life has taken a dimented twist over the last five years, particularily in the last year and especially tonight, the one year mark - to this very hour - of Kieron's death.
Tonight the word life is at my mind's forefront. It needs a new meaning, an altogether different name. Because until recently a large part of life was Kieron. That's over now, and it's not easy redefining it.
Thoughtful ones might suggest Kieron's death, and death itself, is part of life. They're right...it's hard to argue, unless you knew Kieron. If you knew Kieron there's a retort, a natural rebuttal: Kieron was life. At least the one I knew.
His senseless passing convolutes its entire meaning.
In this circle the life I understand lacks luster. He was so full of it and it so full of him that its mere mention sounds foreign.
Life less Kieron must be renamed. Now as it stands, a great deal of its significance left.
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