wonders behind us
like desert flowers revived
notes rise from the flames
My buddy Tom died on New Year's Eve. Memories of him still visit me daily. I decided to do something about the those visits and turn them from painful events into small offerings for my dear friend's ghost. So when you see a scrap or piece labeled "TD4" here at detritus, it's for Tom.
1 comment:
What a wonderful tribute. I think that is all that each of us really wants out of this life. To know that we mattered to someone and that we will be remembered.
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