I wrote this for my best friend when he died nine years ago tomorrow

I know this isn’t about hearing; in fact, he was nonverbal. But he helped me to listen. I found myself missing him today.


From beginning to end you were an outstanding friend. It’s a job that not many have shared.
With a hand, or an ear, or a kick in the rear; by your own ways you showed that you cared.

You made my world brighter. You made my load lighter. You would always come through in a clutch.
Over twenty-one years we knew laughter and tears, so I try not to miss you TOO much.

Though you left us too soon when I look at the moon and the stars I remember and smile.
'Cause a buddy named Mark shared his innermost spark and brightened my pathway awhile.


Mark was lucky to have you as a friend

Thank you, but he gave as much as he took. He touched a part of me that no one else could reach.

You were both fortunate to have a connection that few of us ever experience.