a gentle man
the tree shows no leaves
winter hides the sun
nonetheless he weaves
and his memory is spun
a gentle man of old
and if the truth be told
reciting Wordsworth, Banjo and the lot
sleepwalking and singing Turandot
a sporting figure in the 40s
(a Tassie medalist, captain coach of Canberra and more)
he served his country in the war
his birthday is today 28 June
a kind and gentle person
thoughtful to the last
I miss him and have for very long
I miss his laugh and song
my lovely father
And how lovingly you recreate him for us! My Dad, lame from the age of 10 after an accident, was no sporting hero – but otherwise, they seem quite alike.
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