My Father's Eulogy
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My dad is 79 years old, and still going strong at this point. He's had prostate cancer and a mild stroke, from which his recovery is amazingly complete. No reason now for me not to think he has years, even decades of life left.
Same for my mom, 80 and going strong. Yet I've thought about the death of my parents a lot - surely there is some fear of it involved. I've thought about it so much that it really does not seem fearful any longer; it is inevitable, after all, and if nothing else I'm just used to the idea now. I've thought about what I would say at their funerals hundreds, perhaps thousands of times.
I've been a lucky man, and also a foolish man, for much of my life. I've chased things and engaged in excesses where I didn't even know what I was chasing. So, after nearly 6 decades of life, I've come to the place where I know how important family and friends are. Some people know right away what love is, and never lose track of it. Some of us take a long time. I think that poetry and short prose is the best way for me to share with other people.
I say his name, and ask the question,
"Did they break the mold or what?"
I look out over the audience
And the truth is so clear-cut
That they all nod,
They all agree,
What an honest man,
So guaranteed
To be gentle and kind,
To love humor and fun,
To have the peaceful mind,
To have the good day done.
My sister and my brothers,
I look to them, make the hopeful call,
That every child in the world
Should think they have the best dad of them all.
When it comes to our father,
We have fearless cards to bid,
For on having the best dad in the world,
Well, we really did.
Copyright © Doug Vinson | Year Posted 2016
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