A poem for your 71st birthday❤
"It's here, it's here,
But are you near?
And if you are in the surrounds,
To hear the sounds of birthday cheer,
You'll see dear David, it can't be a party,
If the candles are without your flame, And the cake without your icing.
But you would be 71 regardless,
Because physically here or not,
The picture of you in the mind's eye,
Has that gleaming smile and wide-eyed love,
That you couldn't fit in any kind of frame.
Though it's the fourth birthday since November 21, 2017,
As we cried through 68, pined over 69, and felt oh so empty with you at 70,
Somehow at 71 your glow remains brighter than the sun.
And near or far, wherever you are,
The happy birthdays and heartfelt wishes,
Of another year without you physically with us,
Won't be drowned out by the frequent tears,
Of missing you present, missing you and longing for you to be just right here.
I don't know how many words it'll take to get over,
The pain of your departure when it should never have been so soon.
But then again, had you left at 101,
It wouldn't have mattered as you wouldn't have been right here, right now, among me in this room.
I'm hoping you take some time from your birthday among the doves, with your mom and some of your other loves,
To soar down here on Earth, but for a minute of your time,
To soak it all in, to see how even not close in body - well at least we don't think so,
That you'll see how much you're missed,
Not just a little, but more immensely than ever.
It's like your arms are still hugging the world,
And we're hugging you back,
Saving every moment we have,
As if you were the first person we kissed.
Love you David, love you so much,
Whether feeling your spirit or that unforgettable touch,
Your birthday never to be forgotten.
But just because we have no choice but to accept where you've settled,
There will always be that missing and longing for you,
That wishing you were here, not far, But yes - really near."
-Marlene Habib, David Cassidy: Poetry for a Partridge author