Dad.

My father was a clever man
Though limited in his view.
His motto do the best you can
that’s all anyone can do.

He raises his brood without his mate.
She died when I was very small
He did not flinch or hesitate
but did his best to teach us all.

The values which held to be
paramount to everyone.
Integrity and honesty
and not to fear to stand alone.

His word once given would be kept
if it were possible to do.
Reluctantly he would accept
there were some things he must review.

When fate stepped in and called a halt
dictating change of circumstance.
He knew that he was not at fault
His wishes did not stand a chance.

When I was young I thought that he
accepted far too readily
Limits to opportunity
I was too naïve to see.

His life had been a great success
he had in fact achieved his aim.
Stuck by his motto done his best.
He was a winner in life’s game.

I hold his values true today
and do the very best I can.
To emulate him day by day.
My father was a gentle man.

1-Jan-08

ivor or ivor.e hogg

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