The once seemingly
impossible
has happened
friends from my
past are dying
classmates from
my class of 1964
are also dying
the trouble is when
I think of those
friends from the past
and those classmates
I remember them
as they were when
young and alive
so their dying
seems impossible
and unreal to me
but of course
in this impermanence
nothing stays young
and everything dies.
Bob Boyd