DISCLAIMER: The Star Trek characters are the property of Paramount Studios, Inc. This poem is the creation and property of Ingrid Cross and is copyright (c) 1980 by Ingrid Cross. Originally published in Odyssey #4.
Song for a Kinsman
In dreams you still live and laugh, hazel eyes and golden smile vivacious.
There, like the mythic phoenix, you are miraculously reborn.
Triumphs and joys are boldly seized, pain and sorrow remain elusive.
In my dreams you are safe.
You were more than friend, confidante.
I regret I never called you brother.
More than a friend, a brother shares;
he divides sorrow, doubles joy.
Kinsman, you also protected and loved.
Opportunity has fled, my chances passed;
your swan song was loudly heard.
The stars your stage and execution block,
your death silenced the golden melody.