CDR William H. Donovan, USN
Born May 15, 1964, 37 years old
I’m Still Here
Written in loving memory of William Donovan, CDR, United States Navy by USNA ’86 Classmate Jim Noble
As the fires burned, and people cried, I only can imagine The fear you felt, and now, the void, what seems like endless pain. The answers that we all do seek, will not come very easy. For in this world, a senseless act, there is truly no gain.
As you struggle with what lessons come from acts that seem so cruel, And you wonder what to tell the kids, and how to ease your fear, I ask you, please, to keep in mind, though truly not so simple, While it seems as though I’ve left you, dear, the truth is I’m still here.
I’m still here. In the laughter of the children, in the candle burning bright. I’m still here. In the passing of the seasons, and the change from day to night. I’m still here. In defense of our great nation, in the willingness to fight. I’m still here. In the passion of this country, in resolve to make things right.
Though the house I’m sure seems quiet, since the absence of my voice. You long to feel my touch again, or maybe see me smile. The seas have never seemed so rough, and now I’ve left your side. Though maybe not to hold your hand, I’m still here all the while.
In the blooming of the flowers, in the lending of a hand. In the cooling breeze, the passing sunset, in the beauty of the land. In the tender loving moment, when you’re hugging all our kids, Look close into their eyes, my dear, and you’ll see I am here.
I’m still here. In the laughter of the children, in the candle burning bright. I’m still here. In the acts of random kindness, and the change from day to night. I’m still here. In defense of our great nation, in the willingness to fight. I’m still here. In the passion of this country, in resolve to make things right.
We learned when freedom is at risk, we all must lend a hand, In lessons taught in distant lands, by heroes of our past. While the acts of some may cut us down, we can’t let evil win. Swords of justice, be so swift, this darkness cannot last.
And when we finally reach the calm and peace is then restored, Please let the kids know, how I love them, how much they were adored. And as for you, my friend, my lover, as you seek to bring me near, Remember what I’ve said to you, forever I am here.
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