Ode & Elegy

Ode to the Ace of Spades

To most, simply a card without a price,

The ace of spades, a card unequaled in

Authority, when used too much a vice,

A card of splendor, little like its kin

To me a sign, a representation

Of memories lost long ago within

A bond of brotherhood, revelation

To what our own relationship has been

Foremost a card, a symbol next, to us

A gateway to the ghost that is the past,

A van, a deck, a song, a face, a bus

A card that makes me calm and stand aghast

Elegy of Grandparents Lost

Not one, not two, not three, but four I lost

My grandparents gone to a better place

Kind souls now extinguished, peace at a cost

For us on earth, a part we can’t replace

Full to the brim with faith, unending strength

So wise, so calm, so filled with peace and grace,

The happiness I’ll never find, the strength

I’ll never have, now that they’re in their place

Although there’ll be some things I’ll never see,

I know there’ll be the peace I find today

A peace that only one above can bequeath

I’ll never have to wonder what will stay