Maybe

Maybe after seeing all the death and

destruction of a war that was never-ending

he decided that he would live out his life

as if each day was his last

Never beholding to anyone or anything

With joy in his heart and a purposefulness

In his step, he attacked life.

I called him my star.

He bedazzled the world with his seemingly

Never ending energy.

He slept only because his body demanded it.

Maybe he ran too fast and did too much too soon.

Maybe he filled his life to the brim and so he had

To go on to eternity where time never ends and

Joy is fulfilled and fulfilled everlasting.

Maybe I’ll see him again some day and we’ll

Laugh and love like times before but this time

without the pain.

Maybe now he’s waiting for me as I once waited

for him – never to return.

Maybe we, me plus him, were made for eternity

Like Erykah Badu says “I guess I’ll see you next lifetime”

Maybe