Here is a poem written by one of Greg's friends, Bob Hummer, that was read at the memorial service on March 17th. My apologies for sharing it so late...
SHAMROCK
BASEBALL
WORDS
THE SOUND OF THEM
SOMETHING IRISH
ST. PATTY'S WITH FRIENDS WHO RODE WITH
HIM THROUGH THE YEARS
ST. PATTY'S CATHEDRAL
TRANSCENDING
UP FROM A BODY OF PAIN
TO A PLATEAU OF GRACE
RELEASE FOR SOUL
GIFT FOR THE SPIRIT
SKY
TO THE ONES WHO HAVE COME BEFORE
TO LEARN HEAVEN EVEN FOR A SHORT WHILE
BEFORE THE NEW PLAY
CONFESSING WORDS WRITTEN AND SPOKEN
PRAYERS CROWNING THE HEADS OF
HIS CHILDREN
LIFE ETERNAL
A COMET TURNS INTO A WORLD
A LIVING SOUL
WORK SHOT THROUGH THE EARTH TO HEAVEN
POINTING TO REBIRTH'S FLAME
WARM IN THE LIGHT
OF AN IRISH NIGHT
HOLDING SHARON'S HAND
SHE AND HER FRIEND DAWN
HAVE A GAMBLING PROBLEM
BUT EVERYTHING'LL BE OKAY
IT'S ST. PATTY'S DAY
ONWARD GREG
FARTHER ALONG TO UNDERSTAND WHY
BUT FOR NOW
FLOATING
SOFTLY
WAY ABOVE A BED
RELAXED
EASY
PRESENT
-BOB HUMMER
1 comment:
it was incredible to hear bob read this poem again, this time on July 26, 2010, at a poetry reading in LA. his dedication to his dear friend greg touched my heart so much, and hearing his voice read these words, looking at him reading them with his reading glasses, under the spotlight, was another reminder to me that greg lives on in the hearts & voices of those who shared life's journey with him, who loved him and enjoyed his company, and who honor him by keeping him present to this day in our hearts & minds.....xoxox
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