Curt

He was a good husband and father and his name was Curt.
When he died at the age of eighty-six, many people were hurt.
He did a good job of raising his kids, he was a great dad.
He died in February of 2016 and his death was very sad.
I went to school with his daughter who died nineteen years earlier.
Now they're both in Heaven and I know he's happy to be with her.
His death was painful and hard for his friends and family to stand.
I was only around him a few times but I could tell he was a good man.
It gives people comfort to know that he's in a better place.
He was so wonderful that he was a credit to the Human Race.

(Dedicated to Curt Brooks who died on February 4, 2016.)

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