I was hoping to be able to write a poem specifically for Russ. Nothing came in the rush of writing the obituary and the many family gatherings in Missoula. But now that I am home, I was able to write this poem which briefly sums up what I wrote in my post Russ Was There.
Only God Knows
Russ, only God knows
how many things you did
and people you helped
quietly, where few would see.
You never expressed
feeling taken advantage of,
only regret that you were not
more gifted at fixing things.
The gifts God gave you
were a heart able to see needs
and hands willing to help,
expecting nothing in return.
But Russ, we expected
many more years with you.
Now our hearts are breaking
and how to fix those--
only God knows
1/9/23
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