I found out tonight a friend died.
Too young.
Too soon.
(It would always be too soon).
Life is fragile, and I pretend it isn’t.
I don’t want it to be.
We were supposed to meet for lunch “soon.”
My fault—I hadn’t scheduled yet.
He made us laugh.
And groan when he was too “punny.”
All too human,
Living the best life he could.
Playing and milking life for all he could.
He will be missed.
Rest in peace, my friend.