A year on

A year ago
as that darkening month
wound to a windlashed
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Friends from all over
headed west over sea,
if the wind did allow,
to remember

In writing, song and poetry
your music, dance and laughter
From the other land by the sea
where you first saw life

We read profound words
in knowing that you live on
not in a physical sense
but in memory

It has been many a year
since we last saw each other
in a crowded bar
in a darkened home

Others met you since
and shared, unwittingly,
the same experience
unforgettable, and profound

As winter winds lash
and the sun barely shines
Your smile, music and memories
remain with me

She that knows all
waits still
in the Window on the West
for the day when you return