A life well lived, a birthday poem for Gordon Thomson
by Tracy Diane Miller

The memories safeguarded within the closet of the mind:
Those images of childhood, of youth, of who you were then
And of who you are now, all tell the story of a life well lived.

As an actor for over half a century, your mind has memorized
numerous scripts.
You have become the embodiment of characters; men who boasted great potential, yet who also wrestled with their own egos, who fed society’s wrath;
Men born to greatness, still led down an uncertain path.

A Carrington prince, whose birthright was stolen
on a September day;
An old woman who claimed the title of a grandmother,
on her deathbed the truth she conveyed.
“Promise me you’ll go to Denver, go to your real parents”, she said, and with a silver baby rattle, as Michael Torrance, you wondered, where the future led
To take your place within an oil dynasty, what challenges were ahead?

To become Adam Carrington
An enigma that he seemed
A mixture of intelligence, charisma and cunning
What was his latest scheme?

Later, as Mason Capwell
You continued with skill
To mold a character
Your rapport with viewers, you definitely fulfilled

Yet, before you assumed these characters on television,
these men for viewers to engage;
You perfected your craft
Upon a theatre stage

Acting is about truth, you said
For there is a reason why
A covenant with the audience;
Means that through his performance, an actor must not lie.

To breathe life into a writer’s script
To let the emotions flow
A noble profession
Is how actors let characters grow

Yet, what else through a performance
does an actor reveal?
Is it the essence of his soul
that he doesn’t conceal?

A life well lived
Is to capture the moments, then hold them
within the palm of your hand;
To give freely of your heart, one must understand.

The memories safeguarded within the closet of the mind:
Those images of childhood, of youth, of who you were then
And of who you are now, all tell the story of a life well lived.

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