Just One Life

There’s just one life-
One chance to be a Dad-
He loved one wife,
And all three kids they had.

I was the first-
And last to say “Goodbye.”
To life well versed-
I didn’t think would die.

I miss him now-
More than I thought I would.
Sickness somehow-
Can be misunderstood.

But in those times
When he had peace of mind-
Like perfect rhymes-
The best that I could find.

He put us first-
In all that he would do-
Through best and worst-
Was there to see us through.

A life lived well-
Piano played so fine,
And like a spell-
His music still is mine.

Recordings found-
A miracle to me-
Keep him around
For all eternity.

John H. Bidwell