I rewrote the 23rd Psalm for my Fathers wake in June 2004.

He lived a good and noble life

He followed his heart and his heart was good

All his life, he served others

He did not believe in God

For him, belief in God was an irrelevant issue

What mattered to him was what people did

This poem is a celebration

of a life well lived

and of how my Father lived his own

The short video that accompanies this poem

was taken three days before

my Mother passed away

in Florida

You will see her lying on the bed

joyfully dancing with us

moving only her feet

I am dancing with my Father

It was a good and happy time

like I remember our life together