In Memory of Robin Williams

A friend shared a story about Robin Williams. This friend's teen relative was in the hospital -- in a coma and on the brink of death. He'd accidentally taken a horrific fall. Robin Williams was at the same Northern California hospital visiting his mother. They spoke, and my friend told Robin about his relative. Robin went directly to the young patient's room, where he sat for forty-five minutes - holding his hand, talking to him, and joking with him. What a precious soul he was!

Dear Robin

Through the screen 

your gentle spark

Calms our view of worlds dark

The I.C.U. 

where kids fill beds

Your big red nose 

 heals more than meds

Though Vietnam 

 brings horrors near

You jolt us up 

 with morning cheer

And stuff your bra

then mop the floors

For a chance to see

those kids of yours

You're trained to sit

and use a fork.

"Come in, Orson!" Mork from Ork.

The laughs you give

seem without end

A comic genius

Humble friend

You teach and counsel

You're Popeye too

But there's one thing you couldn't do:

Win the war that stole your stage

Depression, drugs - a silent rage

Your fragile soul, beyond compare

A wit so sharp

A heart so rare

 May our love for you

Lift your loved ones through

Your legacy

Now ours to share.

"It is our hope the focus will not be on Robin's death, but on the countless moments of joy and laughter he gave to millions." - Susan Schneider, Robin Williams' Wife

None of us is alone. 
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline in the U.S., 1-800-273-TALK (8255)