By: Chase Petersen
As the human soul expands from the dawn of life’s inception
At times our mirror holds more than just one reflection
The man that we would be and the vices that we hold
Our heart’s pure intent and the face of imperfection
Some faces cower from the light and others- a pleasure to behold
One face would be our greatest pride and another our pain untold
The Quinn that I know was an image beautiful and clear
Full of life, fight and friendship; affectionate and bold
Fun-loving, kind and helpful, considerate and sincere
One you could know for a moment and for a lifetime revere
He’d have you laughing ‘til you peed as an actor in life’s play
As he brought life’s awkwardness to life with tales of yesteryear
He could get hired in a minute and be fired the next day
Only to be hired again the next, to our disbelief and dismay
A body full of humor, without a glint of judgment in his face
Loyal, courageous and care-free, never missing a moment of today
The Quinn that I know has left far more than a trace
In the hearts of all who knew him; a friend we can’t replace
It is you that I remember, the joy in your complexion
I’ll hug you ‘til it’s hard to breathe when I meet you in that place
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