Looking west from our mountain retreat
We catch a fleeting glimpse of you:
In the boiling afternoon clouds,
Then again in the blue gray silhouettes at dusk;
Only to appear in the blanketing brilliance of the stars at midnight.
And you will tease us through the glimmer of dew on the Aspen leaves,
Tinkling in the sunrise.
Forever we will see you
In every athletes graceful moves,
In every enquiring mind,
In every winning smile.
Our eternity and yours
Will forever be intertwined.
Your legacy will be our inspiration.
For what more could we have ever wished
Then to be touched
By THE JORDAN MANN EFFECT.

Robert Conn
May 31, 2007

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