Ode to Hillar
Who knew Id meet an amazing soul
If it wasn’t for New York, Id have never known
A generous man who cared for my dream
And made it come true, so easily it seemed
Thanks to my Sister and her friend in New York
I was really going this time and it wasn’t a joke
A comfortable place, a ride to my shows
A safe tour guide and chaperon I didn’t even know
A little worried about flying alone
A complete gentleman I found, when it was my day to go
As a child I thought New York was a fictitious place
When I finally arrived, relief a breath taking space
To the Plaza you took me, With drinks by Paul with a twist
The same bartender that made them for a certain amazing Princess
A cool beach side house with all that I cared
And even a car to get me around if I dared
A house that made noise which made me shudder
Buildings so tall my jaw dropped with awesome wonder
A train ride to Penn station, we walked the best streets
The Empire 5th Avenue, Time Square, Fish Restaurant on Bleeker St.
You made me promised when I was famous and old
A pimped out Rolls with fur dash like Puff Daddy sure owned
All that you said was my best you did ask
Only with your encouragement did I complete my big task
My own private heckler , what more could a girl ask
Awesome company that made my time there too fast
I suppose some things are too good to be true
Spending days in the best city with the best company too!
This ode is so not how I wanted to end
A crushing email that told me what happened my friend
A part of me cant believe. That was the last time I would see
My dear friend Hillar had really been taken from me
Too young, too young, way crazy, I cried
When the tragic news came that you had actually died
I never got to say goodbye,
I’m not sure how but today Ill try
I miss so dear Hillar my friend,
And I cant wait to see you in Heaven again!!
Just one more thing before I go,
You never gave me a back up plan for the stupid Rolls
Missing you is ridiculous
Love
Posted: January 11th, 2008 under Kim's Poetry.
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