Thinking 'bout dad:
A gentleman defined is what he was,
When speaking, talking he sounded like a song,
His craft put one at ease and all along,
He smiled and cared for you this was his cause.
He easily put at ease the cold heart thaws,
These meek shall get the earth cause the're the strong,
It's heavens way and to it they belong,
Sincerity of love that's how God draws.
This dad, he has two sons and even though,
They had tourettes he loved them through it all,
They twitched talked choppy, blunt not Tony s style,
It mostly died with him but some went to,
His daughters and his grand kids a partial befall,
In vain his sons spread Tony all the while.
K. M.
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