Rosedale, Toronto
Jim
I have been in touch with my sister, Rose Ann, who just lost her husband who was struggling with cancer. Jim Burgess was an amiable person. I don’t know where he stood on spirituality but he did live on a plant-based diet. Below is my poem about Jim:
Jim
Came a man who hailed from Erieau
Just across the lake from state Ohio
He was just a really nice guy
Not a bone in his body you’d call shy
He had this positive gift of gab
With a personality oh so fab
He was generous and into charity
That could make him somewhat a rarity
He perceived animals as real pets
As loving beings who pose no threats
Known to flaunt the colour green
And lacked the aptitude to be mean
An all-around Canadian chappy
Which can be defined as someone happy
He had this shop with a million books
Rare books on shelves and in nooks
He was good to a lady named Rose Ann
For sure he was truly her only man
He was just that people’s guy
Who found a place beyond the great sky
We’ll remember him, won’t forget him
A special soul goes by the name Jim
-Bhaktimarga Swami, The Walking Monk ©
May the Source be with you!
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