Memorial Song

This I found on the back of the book: "Just Kids" by Patty Smith. I absolutely loved the book...

"Just Kids begins as a love story and ends as an elegy. It servers as a salute to New York City during the late sixties and seventies and to its rich and poor, its hustlers and hellions. A true fable, it is a portrait of two young artists' ascent, a prelude to fame."

The two artists being Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe. I hope you're lucky to read it sometime, and I hope you like it as much as I did, despite the fact that this all happened way before my time, and most of those names and characters meant nothing to me before reading the book. I was still able to enjoy the story and envy the visceral relationship between the two.

Memorial Song

Little emerald bird

Wants to fly away

If I cup my hand

Could I make it stay

Little emerald soul

Little emerald eye

Little emerald soul

Must you say good-bye

All the things

That we pursue

All that we dream

Are composed

As nature knew

In a feather green

Little emerald bird

As you light afar

It is true I heard

God is where you are

Little emerald soul

Little emerald eye

Little emerald bird

We must say good-bye

Patti Smith