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Our Light
As we gather, this cold night We know our life, has lost its light Our Father, now has gone away Never more, will he say "I love you.", "son", or "sissy" "Before you leave, give me a kissy." God, we miss his hugs His long answers, never shrugs To watch him, with the kids He'd always make them, flip their lids He would make them, clean their house Or, be as quiet, as a mouse It was all, just for their good Though still small, they understood He did every thing, with thought His life's wisdom, dearly bought He taught us how, to succeed at life To battle through, both pain and strife But little, he complained As a policeman, he was trained A cop, who had no fear Chosen, Policeman of the Year For an arrest, he made one night The details, gave us fright He said, "It's just my job" But, his arrest, brought down the mob A small act, by a good cop Knocked Raymond P., Right from the top Always humble, he did not keep All the glory, they tried to heap They praised him high, then dragged him low It did not change, the man we know At his work, he was the stone Ever rolling, and alone There he gathered, no new moss He dealt with drama, pain, and loss At home with us, a new man Though like always, he had a plan To build, to rake, to clean, to paint His color choices, made Mom faint Working daily, he'd say to thee "Once we're done, we'll drink Iced Tea." And though, we never got those draughts Still we had, a million laughs So he worked us, what's his crime He also, gave us, lots of time With himself, and with our Mom I ask you now, what's the harm Just as always, he's gone before Cancer rushed him, out our door Leaving grand-children, kids, and wife The soul purpose, of his life Although here, we all must stay We miss and love him, more each day Yes, he gone, he's left our sight But remember, within us, shines his light If, you think of him, by day Think, love, and work, and play When, you think of him, by night His star shines, twice as bright
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