Ode To My Father
Ode to my father
Who died long ago
I remember so many things
And forgotten many so
One thing I remember
Was his perseverence
When he had something to do
He did not quit until through it
He got up at four A.M.
This was not just on a whim
This was punctual everyday
You would not find his life astray
He arose to study "The Bible"
I am sure that he read it through
Many a scripture verse he knew
Philosophies and theories too
He had a sense of humor
He could make one laugh
I remember many stories
That he told about his past
When I remember him
I think about the day
Going to my Aunt's Funeral
This is what he did say
When we arrived at the cemetery
In the family car provided to us
A lady in thirties opened the door
To escort the elderly gentlemen up
Daddy at this time was ninety-six
Going on twenty-nine
Fell onto the ladies arm
And leaned in with all his charm
When she had him seated next to us
At the cementery space
My husband said to him
If you had three more steps to go
She would be carrying you
Instead of you supporting her
Daddy looked him in the eye
This what he said
Old rats like cheese
Just like young rats do
To this day I bubble
Up on the inside
When I think about him
As he turned
To look at us
With laughter on his face
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