I Thought I Saw Jim Croce

I thought I saw Jim Croce
Drive past me in a car
My double take and curious wonder
At the return of this fateful star

His path crossed mine –
He disappeared from sight
I contemplated the sadness and nuance
Of brilliant dreams extinguished in the limelight

Time and again I am reminded
Chided, cast down, disappointed –
Searching each box for the secret
Relegated only to the select and anointed

Eternity like memory is a message
Thrown out to sea in a bottle
Retrieved and released on the lips
Of time’s most renowned unfinished apostle

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