Adieu, Alan

"Remembering a friend and fellow writer."

His candle burned at both ends, It could not last the night.   But readers and friends all agree, It gave such a marvelous light.

The sun goes down. Another day has gone by.The moon and stars they fill the sky. Yes I am by myself. But I am not alone. I am who I am that is cast in stone. I ponder just how time disappears. Mistakes I...

Hello, honey. It was really nice  to see you again last night. You’ve been coming to visit more often  (Not that I’m complaining, mind you.) The image of you  that remained when I woke  was that smile you had that stole...

I I remember meeting you during the Christmas holidays many years ago. A fire burned in the fireplace but you had a glow that tugged at the moth–in-me. Behind your cherub mask your dark eyes darted, searching, I suspect, for...