Perfection...



No matter where you are,
Near or far,
I’ll watch over you,
Here on earth or from a star.

If only my grandkids knew
What a dork their grandfather could be,
There’d only be a few
That’d acknowledge their grand-daddy.

Our kids weren’t so lucky,
They had to grow up with ol’ dorky,
But after all that’s said and done,
I’m glad I married this one.

Kids, you know I love you all.
You also know how difficult I can be.
Your daddy, he was always at my beck and call,
Moving mountains just to please me.

Jenny, you say your boyfriend doesn’t notice as much,
Like when you wear new ear-rings and such.
Your daddy was the most observant man
And if anyone can spot a hair out of place, he can.

Sure, we had our arguments and when we’d fight,
No matter if he’s wrong or (ahem-never-ahem)right;
He’d apologise, do the chores, and cook all the meals;
Do you kids still remember him picking you up for lunch between his business deals?

I remember when we used to go to the park,
He’d pack for us a picnic just because I fancied it;
And, Jerry, remember when you fell and grazed your knee chasing a lark?
Daddy kissed your wound and it didn’t hurt a bit.

Oh, I could go on for days,
Telling about the wonderful man I wed.
About the many different ways
He made me happy and not just in bed.

He remembered important dates;
Our anniversary, my birthday, your birthdays,
Your piano recitals, your sport meets, all our medical appointments;
Oh, he made my life so easy in countless ways.

I still remember telling him
About my dream of being a writer.
He set up an office and filled it with books to the brim
He then said to me “As long as you’re happy, nothing else will matter”.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end.
He fell sick and I was lost.
Doctors said it was cancer.
“Save him”, I said, “Save him no matter the cost”.

I still remember the cold, stormy night,
When your daddy
Held my hands tight
And softly sang to me.

No matter where you are,
Near or far,
I’ll watch over you,
Here on earth or from a star.

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