Dear Mr. Rooney

Dear Mr. Rooney ,

It grieves me to say

That you are gone from us

Not with us today.


I’m drinking my coffee

And sitting quite warm

But not here with you

And inside a storm.


Every single passing

Makes me feel old

And has since I was little

Inside it feels cold.


I’d imagine you’d hate this

But who am I to say?

I pray that you wait with the angels

For our judgement day.

10 thoughts on “Dear Mr. Rooney

  1. terribly sad, indeed.
    “and since i was little” ~ my great grandmother passed away in 1987, and i remember every last detail of the sad events, down to my nervously tracing of the little plaid square of my pleated dress with my tiny five-year-old finger, in the back of my parents’ 1984 station wagon.
    you are truly a poet.

  2. I remember when my mother told me that my father had died when I was a child… it is burned in my memory. I could not forget if I tried and I did… I remember the cracked vinyl seats of the yellow cab that we rode in back home when she picked me up early from elementary school (we never road in cabs). I remember the way it smelled. I remember the leaves swirling (perhaps it was fall). I remember the look on her face when she told me (and I didn’t even know who he was and wanted to ask her… but I didn’t). There is that and so much more. It is with me every day. I read books. I studied philosophy. I wrote poetry and fiction and essays. I went outside. I walked and walked and walked and still the memories stayed. They never seem to leave.

    1. “For most of life, nothing wonderful happens. If you don’t enjoy getting up and working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are you’re not going to be very happy. If someone bases his happiness or unhappiness on major events like a great new job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy marriage or a trip to Paris, that person isn’t going to be happy much of the time. If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.” ~ mr. rooney. seems very yogic to me.

      and your memory literally flushed my cheeks, making me want to hug you. and i’m not a hugger. x

  3. death is shocking to the system i know ive sat through it makes you appreciate life but always leaves you wondering if theres more afterwards and the trauma of it stays with you but fades into the distance but never leaves sad i know but its life xxjen

  4. Nicole, can it be a Bergman film? I think “The Virgin Spring” came out in 1960. Wait a minute… now I’m just talking crazy. You probably meant something more along the lines of Martinson’s “Batman” from 1966. Man my head swells quick if I don’t watch out.

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