My Piano Man…

His fingers danced along the keys

bringing melody to all present.

The expression of generosity played

till the last request was shouted.

A man so unlike any, a peaceful being

about the business of kindness.

A memory of a life lived completely, without regret

hoping to reflect the man I loved.

The lessons caught from the example given

challenge me to hug more and argue less.

…Just be nice I hear faintly whispered in my ear


1 Comment

  1. Mom said,

    September 20, 2011 at 9:01 pm

    Miss you Dad.

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