In memory of a very special man, My Dad, who sadly left us to walk amongst the Angels on 29/7/07.

The Silent Man

I lived my life like a butterfly
Fluttering on the breeze
Never asking for too much
As I rested upon the leaves
I had my way of flying
It may not have been the norm
But it was the path I chose to take
And it helped me thro’ a storm.
For life can become a struggle
And for some it can be a lark
But it always has an end
Like the day turning to dark.
It’s what you do in the middle
That makes memories for others
And I truly loved your Mum and
Gave you all sisters and brothers.
‘though words were hardly spoken
Of great sentimental prowess
It doesn’t mean anything
As I never loved you any less
Than those who shout from roof tops
Or write silly notes in the sand
So when you think of me remember
It was just the way of the silent man.