Tuesday, December 16, 2014


Many seasons
he had seen
many lands 
he had visited
many tasks he had accomplished
perfection and grace.

A devoted father
a faithful companion
an able worker
a generous neighbor
a doting grandpa

A loyal friend
he had seen
the tides
of time.

It was
Grace that defined him
Grace that
manifested his persona.

Today his
hair is silver
to the crown

The bones
have seen younger days
a trifle brittle now

But wonder of wonder
the smile rules
the twinkle in the eye

Do you know
 the secret of his
 fountain of 

Tis no mystery
his grace sits princely
cos the Child within
is alive, his constant ccompanion

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