He sang of islands he’d yet to see,
Salt-air dreams born miles from sea.
From sandy bars to harbor lights,
He charted stars on sleepless nights.
With chords as soft as ocean spray,
He painted worlds where palm trees sway.
Through lyric tides and gentle waves,
He gifted peace our spirits crave.
We gathered close beneath his sails,
A family built from pirate tales.
Parrotheads dancing hand in hand,
Anchored hearts in shifting sand.
He showed us life, slow-paced and free,
A compass set to harmony.
Lessons found in carefree rhymes,
Treasures hidden in simple times.
And one soul, raised on inland streams,
Caught wind of Jimmy’s island dreams.
Imagined harbors far and wide,
With Buffett as his faithful guide.
No longer bound by shore or map,
He found the keys in straw-hat chap.
Philosophy of tropic ease,
Where joy rides steady on the breeze.
Though Jimmy’s sailed beyond our sight,
His songs still glow in evening’s light.
A lasting toast, a smiling moon,
His voice still calls a gentle tune.
So raise your glass, remember well,
The laughter, love, and tales he’d tell.
A Buffett life, a life well-lived,
In endless waves of joy he gives.
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A Life Well-Lived: In Memory of Jimmy Buffett