Don't Dawdle

Lost my buddy yesterday,
Today is quite a day,
Happy to see it,
Wish he could too.

But now…

Immediately so,

He’s just a memory.

If a man leaves a mark, though,

Deep down in my being,

A change upon my soul,

Then his mark beats on,

With me as I go. 

So today, I’ll gaze upon this day with some of his perspective, too.

I’ll be brave enough for two.

Do my best to stir another buddy’s soul anew.