In Honor of Vincent Rutherford

April 2, 2017

 

Matthew Vincent Ford

 

Shimmering, glimmering light burns bright

Though some would say it dims.

 

Shining purity greets my sight

When'ere I think of him.

 

The scythe flashes now and again

Removing what matters not Waiting for the last amen

When light is all his lot.

 

The trifles gone, the soul alone

Remains to freely glide Where countless are the ones who've flown,

He waves the flag of Pride.

 

O Vincent brave and Vincent strong

Among the stars, sing that song He has, pure, sung all along

For so to the ages he belongs.

 

April 1, 2017

 

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