Our Light

As we gather, this cold night
We know our life, has lost its light
Our Father, now has gone away
Never more, will he say

"I love you.", "son", or "sissy"
"Before you leave, give me a kissy."
God, we miss his hugs
His long answers, never shrugs

To watch him, with the kids
He'd always make them, flip their lids
He would make them, clean their house
Or, be as quiet, as a mouse

It was all, just for their good
Though still small, they understood
He did every thing, with thought
His life's wisdom, dearly bought

He taught us how, to succeed at life
To battle through, both pain and strife
But little, he complained
As a policeman, he was trained

A cop, who had no fear
Chosen, Policeman of the Year
For an arrest, he made one night
The details, gave us fright

He said, "It's just my job"
But, his arrest, brought down the mob
A small act, by a good cop
Knocked Raymond P., Right from the top

Always humble, he did not keep
All the glory, they tried to heap
They praised him high, then dragged him low
It did not change, the man we know

At his work, he was the stone
Ever rolling, and alone
There he gathered, no new moss
He dealt with drama, pain, and loss

At home with us, a new man
Though like always, he had a plan
To build, to rake, to clean, to paint
His color choices, made Mom faint

Working daily, he'd say to thee
"Once we're done, we'll drink Iced Tea."
And though, we never got those draughts
Still we had, a million laughs

So he worked us, what's his crime
He also, gave us, lots of time
With himself, and with our Mom
I ask you now, what's the harm

Just as always, he's gone before
Cancer rushed him, out our door
Leaving grand-children, kids, and wife
The soul purpose, of his life

Although here, we all must stay
We miss and love him, more each day
Yes, he gone, he's left our sight
But remember, within us, shines his light

If, you think of him, by day
Think, love, and work, and play
When, you think of him, by night
His star shines, twice as bright
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Clark Avatar
January 9, 2014 at 6:04 PM
Great poem about dad Steve. I miss him more everyday. Love the lines His color choices, made Mom faint and Once we're done, we'll drink Iced Tea. Really top notch...just like dad.
Ruff Avatar
January 7, 2014 at 9:15 PM
A good poem. Can I make a suggestion---you don't need nearly as many commas as you have.
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