My Inimitable Brother -A Tribute
He was light of Complexion
But that was only a Reflection
Laughingly he was not a complex Man
That was the fast race he Ran
On his feet he could Think
This would be the Link
Of yet another business Venture
Not even Sophia (wife) could Censure
I regarded him as Brilliant
To the point of being Militant
In the almost hostile Pursuit
That was the fierce Root
Of his great mind Set
And a few things he Regret
He had the gift of the Gab
But the passion he Had
And that was easy to Relate
He always could Create
Let me Explain
And not sound too Mundane
Through his love for Steel
In his mind he could Feel
Absolutely fun his hands to Work
But never did he Shirk
He had a zest for Life
And he would always Strive
Everything he did in Excellence
But the secret was his Benevolence
To many he secretly Gave
Those names remain in the Grave
And I always regarded him Brave
He gladly for his family would Slave
He loved his Profession
Always ready with a life Lesson
He traveled to distant Middle East
Buying things his eyes would Feast
During plying his Trade
So many friends he Made
Even the budding golfing Career
He tried that golf ball to Steer
To stay at least on the Green
But at golf he wasn't Mean
It was more for the social Aspect
Where his friends and colleagues Expect
Him at least to show some Respect
Copyright © Martin Pretorius | Year Posted 2018
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