Birthday Epitaph
I sat on your big
shoulders, a bite-sized
sequel, yet never your
equal in compassion or
patience. You helped me
reach the sun-ripened
apples at the apex
while showing me
masculinity in balance:
verve guiding steadfast
nerve to harness resolve,
smiling with confidence
despite perilous risks
menacing futures
so deftly planned.
On this day, I craft an
homage praising your
barrage of blessed hope;
behind your every deed,
lessons of grace and
humor triumphed.
Copyright © John Weber | Year Posted 2009
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