The Poems of David Garlick
So why do you weep, my Indian maid, where the mountains rise from the sea. Where the Eagle soars and the Salmon leaps and the waves and the winds blow free? I weep for a part of me that’s lost, I weep for the wide Prairies. I weep for the sky that is domed and […]
Lets celebrate our lives. The places we have seen, the happy times with family, the things that we have done. Those special memories, the pet we loved so well, the cake that rose, the flower that bloomed, the stories that we tell. Lets celebrate our friends, some here some in our past. Their kindness […]
As I die, if there is a light glowing, in that dark I will walk towards it; feel its warmth on my face and embrace the pure sense of summer. Not raw, searing desert heat or the brightness of a prairie winter’s day but that gentle heat, the heat of friendship, of joy, of delight, […]
When the time comes take my ashes, scatter them upon a hill, where the tall trees greet the morning and the setting sun as well. Where their warm and heavy branches fill the air with heavenly scent. There to lie at peace with all things. There to find eternal rest. In Summers scented comfort, beneath […]