Sunday, August 10, 2008

A Prose Ode

I am going to miss you so much. I can always depend on you for the truth (kindly told). I can count on your devotion to follow through and your good cheer when helping me. No one is irreplaceable, but you come close. The work you do for the clinic is unbelievably difficult, but you carry it off with the panache of a Musketeer (per Dumas, not Disney).