Poems for Family and Friends 32
Duet for Alex, cont.
I tell her they aren't that far away,
It is the same for everyone, the coming and going,
that soon, one by one,
the greeting and the re-greeting,
they’ll step from the darkness to join her again:
it is hard to remember
the man, and the woman,
the peace and the light, and the undying silence,
and the boy with kind eyes,
that called us inside
and funny old Lucy
through the window of time,
and that young upstart Hubble,
to hear the soul speaking
and the tiny blue bird
the one they called Jay
that never stopped singing,