Happy Sabbath, Doc!
This is the first one since you left us.
I hope you’re sitting next to MaryA,
your arm tight around her shoulder,
your new shinning robe
comfortably wrapped around you.
I hope you’re loving listening
to which ever Great One is preaching now.
You’re to new yet.
Sorry, Buddy. You’re at the bottom of the list,
way behind Gandhi or King or Robin Williams
(for a wise chuckle among the saints).

I know!
You’re not worried.
You’re loving loving loving Mary
and the universe.
Your turn will come and when it does,
I know you’ll enthrall them all.
And I hope Mary sneaks a single red rose
in a crystal vase onto the pulpit
while your back is turned
so all will know,
Doctor Wilbur Alexander,
is Home.