
When did you think,
when did you know,
and what did you see in the sky?
In loving memory of Fr. Paul Minnihan (1966-2019), who became truly the man God wanted him to be.

When did you think,
when did you know,
and what did you see in the sky?
In loving memory of Fr. Paul Minnihan (1966-2019), who became truly the man God wanted him to be.
The mist you’re in
is light on the dirt
on my own window.
I’d clear if it I could,
to see you as you are.

Two lines of birds,
two helicopters circling
seeking
the accomplice?
of the wanton killer,
and a lone jetliner
leaving our fair town

Other people are doing other things,
but only I can do this.



And turned it all into facts