In the last 12 months of my life I have
Been visited by joy and sometimes death.
My grandpa worded carefully,
Making people happy bears the key.
But harder for the struggling clown
To smile when all has brought you down.
In darkest moments look within
For growth to commence happening.
Unimaginable how empty life would be,
Without childlike wonder and mystery.
In San Francisco kicking so cheerfully
Met trusted souls to climb and fly with me.
In Vegas eating cheese fondue
In Mexico City the same was true.
In Alaska with squirrels and my family
They are still the best they could ever be.
In London with old friends and new ones alike
In search of lost time, the endless hike.
In Wembley beating the Swiss ambassador
At table football, nothing more.
Played in the highest game of Europe in air so thin,
You don’t always need to lose for others to win.
Showed the future to some and the Matterhorn to many,
In pursuit of the dreams that are sweeter than any.
The days are long but the decades are short,
Who helps the helpers, where’s their resort?
If your brain is screaming and your heart is tired,
Trust in life to recalibrate what’s required.
If bright loving thoughts are part of you,
The soul will take their color too.
What’s essential is invisible to the eye,
Let us be fireworks and light up the sky.