that old mate & mucker

dying of congestive heart failure

in quarteira portugal

the all inclusive hotel

his boy flying over

to have him cremated

flying in the clouds seat next to

on the bringing coming home

i used to leave the price of a pint

in the barra cat piss alley next door

little place full of old books & humour

the cat lady looking after the ferals

the bar stool you wore through

we were never there at the same time

which doesn’t mean we weren’t friends

just muckers amigos on different timelines

occasionally intersecting in hot places

& cold climates riding country roads

adues Frog take care

there’ll not be another Frog like you