Goodbye Stewie, Enjoy Hawaii
Your dad was our youth leader
The funniest guy
Your mom the Philipino
You were just between our ages –
My sister and me –
And as funny and great a kid
As you could be.
I remember Barbies, and no TV,
But I’m afraid
I can’t remember much beyond that
I remember, vaguely, a Christmas village
Behind some doors,
And a story about an airport – was it my dad
But most of all, kid, I can recall
And how often you made me laugh.
You were beguiling.
Then you flew away on a plane
To live and be far, so far away.