Dirge for Mister Charlie

He was the best of boon companions.

He’d fill a room with warm compassion.

He took us up some roads we’d never known.

He would laugh at all our jokes.

He was here but now he’s gone.

Sometimes it seems there is no justice

When one like him is taken from us.

I always thought that he’d go on and on.

He would always roll his smokes

He was here but now he’s gone.

So very wise when he got on a roll.

He’d sigh from deep inside his Spanish soul

We could riff about it if

He was here but now he’s gone.

Here lies the memory of

One who was specially loved

By all.