A Portrait Of My Dad
A man of courage with strong back.
of clean nails and tender hands
of well-combed hair and Old Spice
of red lips and heart so wise;
of sad eyes, but happy will
of yellow teeth and firm nose
of laughing cheeks and warm chest
of walking feet and Sunday’s best.
My Dad’s a prize from Heaven up!
In God’s delight, a family –
of work and lessons everyday
And love for all, he’d always say.
To Hannibal, he left me then
to Sacred Heart – I don’t know when
and peace and love for all to pray
be strong in faith, the angels say!
I love you, Daddy. May you and all the faithful departed rest with GOD forever.