He Is Gone

A Tribute to Norman Eugene Hurt (13 Mar 1948 – 19 Oct 2011)

Copyright © 6 November 2011 by Bob Hurt.  All rights reserved.

He is gone,

But he still lives on,

In every heart and mind

Of those he left behind.

Folks truly loved him much,

Because their souls he touched.

And he loved them so,

That they won't let him go.

He gave their hearts a tickle

That always made them giggle.

Closer they would wriggle

Till he felt them jiggle.

Then he'd give a piercing look

And open up that book.

He'd speak into our hearts

Of our adventures in the stars

He'd share with us a dream

Of what our lives could mean

If we work to be like he

Who gave it up for you and me.

And then he'd say…

[Mountain Spiritual Rap interlude]

Night falls early in the desert of a life.

It cuts off the day like the edge of a knife.

Don't wait till dark to do your day's work,

Or you'll lose the fruit of everything shirk.

[Back to the main tune…]

And now he is gone,

But he still lives on

In every heart and mind

Of those he left behind.