Friday, December 28, 2012
The Norm (Norman Sydney Marlow)
I think of you most every day,
How excited you would be…
The things our computers do now;
You so loved technology.
It is almost science fiction,
Life now, since you’ve expired…
The revelations I could show to you,
Touch tablets, no longer wired.
Before the acme of your visions,
You prematurely passed away,
“Does it matter what you do not know”?
I ask while missing you today.