<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418477" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Featherfall</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When my place in the firmament<br>Becomes permanent <br>I cannot help but wonder <br>What others will have to say</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He wanted to be a journalist<br>With his being he yearned for this<br>Set about that sojourn of his<br>But endured a bit of turbulence<br>Along the way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so he arrived here<br>And we're gathered here today</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In-laws, outlaws, surrogates and termagants<br>We lost a good man <br>Loved strongly by those around him<br>Tonight we sing in praise of God<br>It's a shame he never really found Him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon the unbearable lightness of heaven's scales<br>Does the sound of our hymning weigh<br>Our boy wrote like Wilde<br>But wound up the Hemingway.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some heads will come unsteadier<br>From a questioning of fate<br>And some hearts will become much heavier<br>From a lessening of faith</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But perhaps beyond the understandable<br>There lives something livable<br>Where I'll have gone on<br>To embody the invisible<br>In the eternal resting station<br>That defies estimation<br>And serves as cradle to an altogether<br>Different destination</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just as I'm lowered into the burial ground<br>My spirit flees the tomb and assumes the aerial crown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A-tisket A-tasket<br>Kismet can be so tragic<br>Beautiful young mother<br>Come kiss the casket</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Someone who knows well the toll of detachment<br>Will enlighten hurting souls with a blissful facet<br>'I didn't know him well, <br>But he seemed like an alright dude<br>In the end I guess he left</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because he had every right to.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joe+Cabrera">Joe Cabrera</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418477" data-title="Featherfall de Joe Cabrera" data-description="When my place in the firmament Becomes permanent I cannot help but wonder What others will have to say 'He wanted to be a journalist With his being he yearned for this Set about that sojourn of his But endured a bit of turbulence Along the way ..."></div> </div> </div>

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