The Problem with Humans

The problem with humans
Is that they do not live forever
And when you open your heart
To a friendship
It hurts when they die.

We spoke often
Commiserated on being
A surviving spouse
And I listened to his stories
Of people he knew
And places he'd been

Distrust in certain institutions
Shaped his world view
Distrust that was well-deserved
In his telling

But he also had a tender heart
Beneath the gruffness

Rest in peace, sir
We will miss you

Rest in Peace at last, Rick, PO Box 1111

Dear Karen, I'm so sorry to read of the passing of your dear friend Rick. He sounds like a very special person.

My deepest sympathy to you and his family and friends and all who love him and miss him and grieve him so much. Rest in peace, Rick.