Papaw

I open up a photo album, Seeing your bright face Filled with smiles, laughter and joy gleaming with such grace A scholar in such things Such as farming, God and love A savior to those whom you've given knowledge from above A man such as you, I can only hope to render My life seems incomplete without your helping hand When dealing with my problems, I know you'd have the words You'd look at me and say, "My dear, don't put your faith in man." What a wonderful man you were, filled with such love But I don't have a memory or nothing of the sort Just a smile on a photograph, withered over time Without a marveled influence, I think I've been cut short