what thoughts arose
as they drifted north
perhaps of the game
or of tackles missed
perhaps of parties
planned that eve
or a promise to keep
the following day
perhaps of a future
ever so bright
a career to unfold
or children unborn
who would know
those plans were moot
to die in youth
that very day
and now as I ponder
that night long ago
when death seemed closer
than ever before
I cannot desire
more than I have
my life so full
their's cut by fate
