[Inspired by a friend's first cancer scare 2001]

The Still Drum 

The saddest day

I'll ever know,

I know and say here so.

Will be the day 

that God calls down

for one of mine to go. 

With Him, I know, 

with love they'd go,

I know this to be so.

That's not to say 

I'd be the same

when He calls 

for mine to go.

In sync we march, 

in step we go

with each our mighty drum.

In sync we play,

our song each day

a band of four, yet one.

Me lonely? No.

Me fearful? No.

Such things 

I would not know.

But emptiness?

Oh yes, I'd know

the day He calls

for mine to go.

The saddest day 

I'll ever know

I know and say here so.

Will be that day 

one drum lies still

from the band 

I love and know.