An onus that no one takes
The touch his hand gives,
A finish that none compares.
More he work, less he talk
less he talk, fetch applaud!
My inspiration, an exemplar!
A man of love he is, that
we flow as one, as old as time.
A man of principle he is
Big things and harsh retreat
Out in the deep blue sea
Silent display and never deterred.
Gone are his youthful days
The wrath of old age now gently lay,
We live in fear bound by angina.
In never ending lines of prayer
We endure..
-SLIM
Friday,9 November 2012 at 01:07
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