BRIAN SEAN BIRT

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BRIAN SEAN BIRT April 26, 2006 In loving memory of my beloved Sean. Time does not bring relief; you all have lied. Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain, Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. There are a hundred places where I fear To go, - so with his memory they brim. And entering with relief some quiet place, Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, There is no memory of him here! And so stand stricken, so remembering him. Until we meet again, Sharyn

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Apr 26, 2012