Bob

Bob

by Bud Lemire on Sept 18, 2011

Oh Bob, I think we might as well

Pick a time and place for your picture with Michelle

How about sunset at the park

With vivid colors before it gets dark

I know you love to have a drink

As for me I'd rather think

Slow down, you have so much energy

Instead of booze, try a glass of tea

You're a pleasant man when you want to be

But it's that drinking that will be the death of thee

Those were thoughts within my mind

Now you've gone and left this world behind

I wanted to warn you, but thought you knew better

So I'm writing this poem as I'd write a letter

You can't return, so you need to move along

Looking back, maybe you know what went wrong

They say you died from a heart attack

The day you awakened to a world of black

But the light was with you, and you weren't alone

You were met by family and friends you had known

May your journey be a good one my friend

We'll meet again, because this isn't the end

Dedicated to Bob Jennings who passed away September 13, 2011 at the age of 60. He lived here for a short time at the Harbor Tower until his passing. He had a good heart and soul, but a habit of drinking. Whether this played a part in his passing, or if it was stress, I don't really know. He's gone now, and I was glad to have known him as a friend while he was here.