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.