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This is dedicated to a stranger I stopped to help I did not know him and I didn't even realise he was siick I just knew he needed help So this is dedicated to a brave man with family and friends Who love him fight on Franco. A privilege to be able to help you.

Franco

As I went for my drive today I saw a man along the way

On a lamppost he was he was lent head down 
And his back was bent. 

I stopped to help as he was alone and he ask me toI 
Take him home

So on our journey we had a talk and he told me why 
He couldn't walk. 

He told me a thing that had no answer you see this kind
Man has got cancer. 

I spoke to him and I hope I did right by telling him he had
To fight. 

We arrived at his house and knocked on the door
And met his wonderful wife who told me more. 

You see this man's name is Franco a husband and dad
And the best friend a person can have. 

I listened then said my goodbyes trying to hide 
The tears in my eyes. 

Live is so cruel and sometimes so wrong but you be like
Franco fight and be strong.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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