A good man was laid to rest today, as good a man as men are these days. I offer this attempt of a poem to honor his memory in a final salute of sorts. Master Sargent Charles Oliver Brooks, boss, mentor and friend (1958-2019), may you rest in peace sir.
Spoons Full of Memories by Michael Romani Spoons full of Wildberry Lavender Mascarpone Are satisfying but will do not to really atone For the passing of the good man we buried today No words can make it better as they stop and weigh So heavily, resting in the depths of my soul I listened as the Reverend sought to console A crowd full of people who saw you as family As he pontificated our goodbyes in ceremony But no words can tell the sermon your life gave Your legacy will live long past this grave All the lives you have touched along the way And all the things you taught to those there today The bugle played taps as we stood in salute Me choking back tears as I remembered in tribute All the many ways you deserve the honor given For all the lives saved and how you were driven To give your all throughout your life as you did Your good nature and heroism could never be hid From the day I met you, you were my mentor and friend Not just a boss but someone on whom we could all depend And we did because giant soldier that you were The thought never seemed to have ever occurred That you might say no to anything that truly needed done And today, our broken hearts seemed to cry as one The words that most came to my shattered mind Were those we hear to often by those left behind As taps was played and the Lord called your name I am certain that He welcomed you home with no shame Well done good and faithful servant to our nation You have well earned your rest and peaceful destination Tireless as a warrior for the Lord, Country and Family In Heaven's place of valor, I'm sure you're in that company Thank you my friend and brother for all that you taught me Not just on the job but in life and when I fell you caught me Our loss is Heaven's good gain, of this much, I can be sure I heard it whispered by angels who sought to blessedly assure You are gone but will never be forgotten my good friend This is merely a transformation and not the end In the distance, I'm certain that I heard a bell ringing As you got your wings and the Heavenly choir started singing (c) August 21, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 