My tribute poem to Dennis Moore.  A special friend who just passed away.  He was our mentor, branch president, Bishop in the Goshen Branch and Ward when I was a teenager.  We all looked up to him.


                           Air
That Utah Air
Blowing in from the West
The Air we all needed to breathe
in our new Saintly skins.
It helped us survive
And showed us what
WE COULD BECOME
If we could hold onto the
Light we just found.
Blow on our flickering flames
YOU DID
And we grew brighter
BECAUSE OF YOU!

Did we seem like a mess
when you first laid eyes on us?
No matter,
You loved us from the first
And oh how we loved you and
Oh how we needed you.

The Air you gave us,
Left you in the end.
The twist that makes everything perfect
Is,
The Air you gave so freely
and the air that was taken from you (throughout your life)
Built your beautiful mansion above.