I was watching the news this morning and amidst
the Wieners, war and strife
I saw a 2 year old boy named Logan and heard the
story of his life.
He has a disease that ends in ‘a’ and hasn’t
much time left
He will leave the world a little emptier and his
family bereft.
And though death hovered over his story- he
won’t escape it- then who can?
At the wedding of his mom and dad- Logan will be
the best man.
Mom will carry Logan down the aisle and I’m sure
words can’t convey
The pride and jubilance they’ll feel as he gives
his Dad away.
To Sean and Christine I wish you well for you I
cannot help admiring
As the love I felt through my TV was truly awe
inspiring.
Somehow you found joy in your tragedy and you worked
hard to revive it.
Perhaps finding happiness in adversity is one
way to survive it.
No one knows what tomorrow brings in our realm
of time and space
But I’m sure memories of Logan will always bring
a smile to your face.
As stories of war and Wieners on the morning news unfurl
I think our time would be better spent on the
Logans of this world.
Stories of people, family and their love, like
Logan’s dad and mother
Would help us see what’s truly important and
connect with one another.
For if we saw each person as members of our
family
Just think what a wonderful place this world of
ours would be.
How exciting would it be for us to then explore
A world without the scandals, the hatred and the
war…
In the meantime, Logan, when the wedding’s over
and you have a chance to play
May you listen to Elvis, eat spaghetti and dance
the night away.
Speaking for those of us who this wedding will
not be attending
Remember, at an open bar it’s polite to tip
the man bartending.
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