I don't remember..
Igor J. Nowinski

I don't remember how much I cried
the day they found out that I died.
It hurt me so much to see them suffer
For a while I wanted to come back
to teach them to be tougher.
But I thought of that great impossibility
and now I'm just hoping 
they'll get over it eventually 
Because I feel well and I feel fine
since crossing that mythical heavenly line
the experience was extraordinary and divine.
And it was more beautiful for pictures to express
found people here that for a long time
I wanted to caress and care for even more...
... now
Knowing life's little score.

And the house looks more empty
even though it was never his
For today I've lost plenty
by burying a man in parenthesis
And I didn't want much
neither did he
Only to keep in touch
and to be heavenly.

Both kept the promise
and will live through immortality.

Houston, January 1995

Igor wrote this poem for his mother after death of his grandfather, while seeing her grief and sadness..
He was 20 then.
He passed away on February 25, 2000 after long battle with cancer.