i wear your shoes, and your jacket too

i always knew-you
in your mothers arms
i have called your name
i have an idea
placed in your mind
to be a better man
i’ve made a crown for you
put it in your room
and when the bride groom comes
there will be noise
there will be glad
and a perfect bed
and when you write a poem
i know the words
i know the sounds
before you write it down
-sufjan stevens

remembering Richard
Avery
Dyer.
1925-2010.