Voices hushed in silence

Pay respect for the dead

My soul is in their memories

And the words I may have said

I was my mother’s favorite

My Dad’s runt of the litter

Grew up on the edger of poverty

Dreaming of things that glitter

I became a father and a husband

The brother and the friend

I was the smile that lingered

I hope right up until my end

I was arms that could comfort

I was a joke to bring a smile

Some say a born romantic

With just a little touch of style

I was a writer and an actor

A country singer and a song

I was once a hippy protestor

If I thought things were wrong

I was a little boo boo fixer

With kisses to dried tears

I was the monster slayer

If the kids had night time fears

I was just a mere mortal man

Went through life the best I could

Remember when the seasons change

And the winds blow though the wood…

I was Felix