He was always nice, with never a trace on his smiling face
Of spite or malice or anger misplaced toward his fellow man.
No blemish or blot on his record, and a hearty embrace
For all his friends, and sporting the finest sun-drenched tan...
*
He gazed into the future with bright shining eyes of blue
Everything he said seemed well spoken, articulate and clever.
Faithful as anyone could ever be, to his wife he was true
And he had been this way, as far as anyone knew, forever....
Then one day he wasn't there....
He had opened the gate to meadows green
To a wondrous glorious heavenly scene
Shut it behind him and was forever gone
To some special personal twilight zone....
Those who knew him as a child would whisper real low
Thinking hard, none had ever seen his father or mother
They asked mysteriously to themselves, could this be so?
"Had he merely appeared one day?" they asked one another....
*
He was a caring man, smiling countenance, full of grace
His voice and demeanor so soothing, never a harsh word
Everything about him seemed to transcend time and space
Always caring, up until his disappearance occured....
Suddenly one day he wasn't there....
He opened the door to a golden glow
How he found it no one will ever know
He closed it behind him and disappeared
Into God's arms and the angels cheered!
He was a special man
The kind no one could ever understand....
