In memories' garden, a friend held dear, Four years gone, but your presence near.

A "rose in bloom", its petals unfold,

Symbol of friendship, in stories untold.

Through laughter shared and tears we wept, In the garden of time, our bond well-kept.

Your spirit, a fragrance that lingers on, A bloom of love, though you're now gone.

In petals of crimson, whispers of grace, Each memory a petal, a delicate embrace.

Though you've journeyed to realms unknown, In the garden of our hearts, your essence has grown.

-ChatGBT 

Post Script: Brian would have LOVED "ChatGBT".  The humor of it's existence and irony of it's abilities, reminds me of "Cliffs Notes" in helping to create a dialog about something you may have short-changed in reading or comprehending.  Rosey, I can still think about you and chuckle to myself about all the "lessons" we experienced together.  Please share some of your peace with us still roaming the planet.  We could certainly use it.  -PO

Oh Brian, my dear friend Rosey, this is the week I would have cherished your friendship greatly. You would have been deluged with the wrath of Philly sports successes. The Phillies going to the World Series on Friday, and the 6-0 Eagles playing the Steelers on Sunday…this would’ve been a bounty of playful torture from me to you. Your passing was no more productive than the current Steelers offense. And the Bucos are playing golf now. Another dollar in my wallet for my team beating yours! It’s getting old, but no less fun thinking about the memories we shared.

Continue to Rest In Peace my friend.