In honor of Charlie “Doc” Brennan, missing you every day
Oh Starry Night, this is how
I want to Die
With a gentle touch, a clever smile,
and peace in my eye.
As friends remember
stories long forgotten if the youth I’ve always got,
chuckles all around,
loved one’s eyes tear soaked not.
A long whole life in this pot belly o’ mine,
knowing all remedies
don’t match up to a glass of wine.
To be happy I gave the community some shape,
yet riddled with shots,
eye-rolling jokes and japes.
Oh Starry Night, with all I have to give,
this is how I know I have lived.