Gimme Shelter After The Rolling Stones

This is a poem I wrote in ten minutes for Warren McKenna (co-worker, shop manager, friend, at times - an enemy, then friends again). He passed away at 2 pm, Monday, March 23, 2015. Twice during the morning, a cardinal visited with me behind the building where we work as i walked my dog. At approximately 2 pm, this cardinal became very vocal, demanding attention. At 2:30, I learned he passed away, l went out to be with the cardinal for comfort. The cardinal had flown away. Warren was a fan of the Rolling Stones. I've been listening to their music and praying for Warren's safe passage. This came to me. Raw, imperfect, loud - so Warren.

Gimme Shelter
after the Stones
for Warren McKenna

I tell you love, brother,
Is just a kiss away
Is just a breath away

I tell you love, brother,
Is just a kiss away
Is just a breath away

You came to visit
A cardinal in a tree
A hard song you sang
A mad bull lost its way

You came to visit
A cardinal in a tree
Singing as you slipped away
A mad bull lost its way

The storm’s been threat’ning
Your very life today
A cold one in hand
Smoke on the lip

The storm’s been threat’ning
Your very life today
You’ve found shelter
You won’t fade away

I tell you love, brother,
Is a cardinal in a tree
You’ve found shelter
You won’t fade away

I tell you love, brother,
Is a cardinal in a tree
I’ll be your sister
You won’t fade away

I tell you love, brother,
Is a cardinal in a tree
Let peace be a like a
River on your soul

Roll, brother, roll