Tonight the world stopped turning
Like the gears of a clock tower
Stuck with a shudder
And for that moment
I was dancing again with My dear Aunt Stella,
whirling in the air with the music playing loud
and we were laughing in her home
not far from the Ocean where we played in the sand…
Tonight the world stopped turning
and the low, husky voice of my Uncle Al
Three thousand miles away
but clear as a bell
was whispering in my ear
Checking on each member
of our common clan
his pride in his family,
my sons and me
His pride in me
and as he would love to say
“and how’s your lovely bride?”
Tonight the world stopped turning again
I felt the floor give way
as I listened to my sisters voice
three thousand miles away
Tell me the story
of my second father’s passing
My heart stopped
Like the gears of a clock tower
And I shuddered.
Goodnight Uncle Al
we love you!
Daniel Rutberg 