Remembering Cameron

Cameron enjoying a backyard BBQ with his papa.

From Cameron's Caring Bridge site:

That Joy Thing

I stopped by the creek.

It was flush and triumphant again,

from the rains.

The waters were singing your laugh,

crashing over rocks in a crazy dance—

you know—

with that joy thing you splash everywhere.

Tonight the moon is

cradling her swollen belly.

Her light is soft.

Not as bright though

as those stars we dusted off your shoulders—

while you lay in grace.

I felt the warmth of your breath yesterday

as I leaned in to gather more memories.

We'll miss you, Cameron, and always hold a place in our hearts with your memory.

The flame from your warrior’s heart scorched mine

And I tucked it away, a treasure.

This earth can be cold. For you,

for us, I will tend and share your fire.

I won’t hold you. (As if I could.)

Your trail is blazing across one landscape,

moving to the next.

Lay your body down, dear.

I see that it is too small now

to hold all of you.

It is hard work to wrap that much radiance—

But it was so lovely to bask in yours, as it spilled over

into this little moment we call life.

by Kerry Miller, in loving tribute to

Cameron David Allen
Sunday, 04/16/95 - Sunday, 09/14/08