To my dear Mark,
If I cherish sweet memories of youth,
I owe them to you.
If we lost contact,
You never left me.
I thank my good fortune,
That you were there,
When I was stepping,
And we dreamt all those impossible dreams together.
If life didn’t turn out as I plotted it
(Whose life does?),
Still, I can cling to those irrevocable moments
When that unique alloy of gravitas and goodness that is you
Made life worth living, and more.