by Zachary Heil

Created on: November 30, 2008

In my childhood innocence,

I tested your boundaries.
I unintentionally wandered through your limits,
and in doing so was able to grasp the ambit of your discipline.

I admire your ability to remain calm when I was young,
and I'm constantly searching within myself for that virtue.
Your cache of knowledge, would over time deluge my own interests,
forever shaping,
forever influencing my every thought.

Your devotion to grandmother was unabated throughout time,
and your overall love for her was inspiring to say the least.
In retrospect, your marriage to life and woman is all I hope for.
I hope to fulfill my dreams using the same convictions as you.
To be honest,

loving,
carefree,
alive!

Your great-grandchild is named after you,
and it pains me that you don't know it.
You have left us,
a pioneer in a new unknown existence.

I'm sure your attributes and ethos will follow you to the other side,
and in doing so exemplify your enduring legacy.
I promise they will know who you were,
and will know the many great things you've done.

I imagine you sitting there,
a comfortable chair,
wood to whittle.

The operatic music and romantic lyrics enveloping the room.

The large reels of tape turning,
wisping slightly,
almost silent,
fading to a stop,
a compounded trope of life and love,
forever haunting and uplifting,
forever,
you will live.

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