Jim
A homeless man I once knew had this tattoo
"I Love My Family" inscribed on his chest
It was the only thing he knew to be true
As he tried to forget about all the rest
He told me when he was found dead they would know
He remembered them wherever he might go
He said he sure hoped they would remember him
I hugged him hard and said "I know they will Jim"
Lord have mercy on the wandering man
Men like Jim and me out rambling around
Who have no idea where we might be bound
If no one else will help us Lord you can
Someday when these worn-out bodies are found
I hope they know we loved our families
With broken hearts forgotten tragedies
With broken minds troubled with things like these
Remember us please despite this disease
Which makes us wander lonely through the night
Wanting so much to make our wrong things right
Just out here looking for a little light
Nobody knows why nor what we have to do
Except for us ...but Jim: I remember you
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVII
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Regis
With words like these, Jim will be remembered. Beautiful, compassionate tribute to those whom society would rather forget.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.