“Hey Alex!” you called, from the corner
By the High Horse sign.
I saw you, but was deep
In distraction, talking to a friend
Who’s still here now.
“Hey mom, look, it’s Ben’s brother!” always came next
Now it won’t.
You died in a car crash, far away.
Surrounded by friends, at least
Doing exciting things
For you, it seemed joy and wonder
Hid around every corner
Where the faces
Of friends new and old
Waited to be smiled at.
Torn from the fabric of this place.
Leaving but one question:
Why did I not give your brilliant pattern
More attention in my part of that fabric?
Emulating your warmth
Is not good enough, I
Want to see you walk around that corner again
So I can say “Meagan! Great to see you!
What’s new in your life?”
But I can do what you’d do
And just say that to everyone.
I guess that’s something.
Hope your next adventure
Is just as exciting.