My great friend and mentor just passed away from lung cancer. I'm pretty distraught. He lived in Siberia, where I've worked for many years on an exchange project.
I wanted to write a poem to read at his memorial service that would incorporate little memories of him. I'm not a poet, so please go easy on me :-) But I would really appreciate honest opinions and pointers. Thanks :-)
Victor Nikolayevich
I always thought I would see you again.
How will it be without you the next time we land in Barnaul?
Won’t you be there to greet us, and to rip the luggage out of the hands of ladies
Who shouldn’t be carrying such heavy things?
We all knew how it hurt your back, but chivalry was never optional for you.
Will we stop at the roadside café
In the middle of nowhere?
When you brought me to eat there for the first time
You patiently recited the entire menu for me.
By my third trip, I could decipher most of the Russian words,
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