Godric Memoriam

[Draketonic 71]

Godric Memoriam

Poetic Tribute to a Dear Family member by Felyx F. Colborn

 

'Twixt glades and leaves we wait.

O, the hurried games we play.

So far from home and yet so late -

The hour is nigh too great.

 

Before we start, his striding gait,

The mind that never falters.

No kin, nor man, nor God foresake

He stands, before: unaltered.

 

Nature has walked her course

And no lips shall stay elated

With games of tag in hedges deep

Life has no pace dictated.

 

Bow in hand, and fishing rod

We practice in the sand.

To start a journey, oh so slow,

One's childhood doth disband.

 

Recourse runs deep, no help to sleep

A tribute nigh melodic

Of words goodbye and sand drifts by

Love attribute: my Dear, Great Godric

 

A father, uncle, guide, Godric Colborn was an example to us all.

May he rest in peace.

 

Signed,