A Month~ A Tribute to John Eagle
By Jill Jacobs July 2002
John was one of my dearest friends. He was killed in an motorcycle accident. He was 33 and left behind 2 daughters, grieving parents, one brother and and two beautiful doggies. He was one the kindest humans I had ever known.)
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| John and I, 2001 |
It's now been a month since John went away,
I think of his smile each passing day.
The pain in my heart may be trying to heal
Time heals all wounds, but that's not how I feel
A chunk of my heart was ripped out the day
A sensless accident took John away
A numb empty void has darkened my soul
In my innermost being is a huge empty hole
Day after day has crept slowly by,
Such ache in my heart as I looked at the sky.
Prayer after prayer said from my heart
Accepting this tragedy I could not even start.
Long stretches of time, angry questions to God,
Tears soaking pillows, heart feels so odd.
Never knew a month could be so long
I search in my heart, to find a new song.
By his helping hands, the seeds that were sown,
Unknownst to John, indeed now have grown
I do not regret the pain I feel
It was worth every tear to love someone so real.
My dear friend's life was not lived in vain
He imparted such love, evidenced by our pain
The love John shared keeps on giving
Deep in our hearts John is still living.