Aubrey, lessened to this world,
half a century gathered in
from the coast we grew up on,
yours the black beach, muddy grass,
ours the white beach glinting sand
mine the side we thought safe cross,
middle school a new thing born,
trying blend what those before
said God’s creatures knew not try;
mixing beyond their own kind.
daring come to play as friends,
trim the hedges, smooth the lawn,
bussed across our side of town,
before flag unfurled again,
heritage its pride to claim.
What this cross, this leaving from?
how your tumor coming seized
you before our Ferguson,
teacher daily roughing hard,
yardstick lashing cross your thighs.
Aubrey fading, going fast,
dying yourself to our world
back when Neil took to the moon,
sudden leaving, hidden flight,
seventh grade nor life returned.
Aubrey, lifted long ago,
still I dream your prayer of us,
crossing lakeside, smiling shore,
hold a place a friend to grey,
Aubrey, God’s side staying play.
for Aubrey, where God already is, with thanks to V.T.