Saturday, December 10, 2022
Memories of Bobby at Christmas
He was moral in a way few people are.
He loved God and did God's best
He needed help but didn't get it.
I thought he might be a John Nash
But he was a Nijinsky.
He died in a Home for Special Care
With no one to close his eyes.
He has vanished. Into Heaven.
So rest in peace, lovely brother.
Like a sheep before it's shearers
You were silent And went to your death
Uncelebrated. Except
I know your beauty
And I remember.
Your loving sister, Marilyn
