sick,
Soo sick,
He is so sick,
He talks about the old days back when he was young,
He talks about his adventures and all his fun,
He talks about love,
and life,
giving his worldly wise advise.
He worries about the day he is gone,
worries about what will happen to all his loved ones,
needing reassurance that things will move on.
Sadness will fall on everyone who knows him,
his heart of gold will be missed by the world around him.
a great man,
beautiful to the bone,
lives life to its fullest,
no regrets he shown,
can't sing a lick,
but does his best,
makes us laugh,
as he turned red,
loves his family with all his heart,
will out smart the common tart.
my hero,
my heart,
my daddy,
my friend,
He holds a place in my heart that will never die.....
©robecca
R