Dad

by Jeannie Womack - 2023-07-12 18:02:12 ( in culture, writing, poetry) [php version] rebuild (136653)

He came in like a lion
And went out like a lamb
A loving gentle good-bye
As I held his soft warm hand

His children Greg, Lucy, Steve, Don, Doug, Bill, and I
Were his pride and joy
Loved by all who knew him
Every man, women, girl, and boy

He would sit and watch "his horses"
As they trotted up and back
Most of them Standardbreds
Rescues from the track

Portuguese Pioneers of the Sacramento Area
That was his book
If you haven't read it yet
You really need to look

He loved to play Scrabble
Each and every day
Two or three games with us
He was the best, I must say

A very fine example
Of what a man should be
Always put family needs before his own
Loving man... it's plain to see

He mostly watched sports
Heather and Thomas watched with him
When his team would lose
He would seem a little grim

Tiffany would hang out
Bring his favorite stuff
She cared for him for hours
The loss of him is rough

Matt would talk about history
His mind was still so clear
Being alone would scare him
That was his only fear

As the great-grandkids called him
We doted on "The King"
Dad's whole family sought out the peace
That living on the ranch would bring

The grand and great-grandkids
Were fortunate to know our Dad
As everyone knows here today
That's why we are so sad

Until we meet again, My Rock