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   Sunday, February 06, 2005 this is a poem..its basically for my late instructor..for the bowen military band..my book of thoughts..Queit Tuesday.. Quiet Tuesday night Sometimes, I feel his spirit lingering that almost empty room of memories. The 3/4 pants and the hp he used to hang ard his neck he wore each day, The pavement he used to find his way. The red chair used as his makeshift instruct, His companion, the music, his trusty aide.Death, you came without prior warning that quiet Tuesday night.[ tt yr went i got mac ritchie day] How cruel, how vile, To take his life away from us. How cruel, how vile, reached the end of a fine, thin line. Death, you came without prior warning that quiet Tuesday night. Death, you left me alone, staring, seeking comfort from a certain little thing, that goes by the name of love. My heart had never felt so numb towards you,a band instructor, there was so much anger, it was mixed with a dash of thunder. Death, you came without prior warning that quiet Tuesday night. From the day that I was born[welcome to the band family] till the day that he passed on, Memories of yesteryear are all I have to suffice the rest of my adult life. I recall the times he taught me steps . There is so much guilt in me, only God knows why. Had I been given the chance, Id tell him this, A sorry for my sins and a proper goodbye, A thank you for making life the way it is. Death, you came without prior warning that quiet Tuesday night. its just how stories is written..how fate has put its way...its just time one will go..either way..short or long its a matter of time..i dint expect anything from the message sent tt nite..i dint expect tt morning to be tt turnout..it will be history,it be memories..never to mention..those were the days..it'd be treasured...bowen military band trus. adious 
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