Confession Time

    OK, I'll confess.  I've been very depressed since I found out that a good friend of mine died four years ago.  OK, so he was more than "just a friend," but that was over 30 years ago.  I don't quite know why I am reacting this way, I haven't seen or even bumped into him for 29 years.
    While perusing the classmates.com website, I ran into his widow's profile.  I got up the courage to email her and she was gracious enough to email me back, 3 times so far.  I was shocked.  I don't know why, either.  Flake told me that it is because I had some real feelings for him and now he's outta here.  Maybe.  And maybe it's because it was so long ago.  In any case, I'm still shaking my head.
    I did have real feelings for him, but knew that I had to let go.  He was engaged which I didn't know at the time.  They married, she gave him a son and daughter.  He died too soon.  He should have been able to walk his daughter down the aisle, be a grandfather, he should have been able to laugh, retire, travel, and dance to "Stairway to Heaven" one more time.  Ironic; he was climbing the stairway to heaven.

    This one's for you, Abro.

 There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven.

There’s a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
’cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
There’s a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There’s a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it’s whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow
Don’t be alarmed now,
It’s just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There’s still time to change the road you’re on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won’t go
In case you don’t know,
The piper’s calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How ev’rything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she’s buying a stairway to heaven. 

Comments

[David]

It's amazing that even after so many years, you can still feel a bond with someone. I have some old friends I feel the same way about, granted it hasn't been 29 years, but I kind of know how you feel. I'm sure talking to his widow is helpful. Hang in there!