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MY TEACHER
Many memories come to mind from our childhood
Of Times when we were small
Some good, some bad, and some special
When we each think back and recall
People, places, and things we've seen
We reminisce about things back then
The styles, the cars, and friends we've met
We'd like to see them again
One person I'll always remember
From the time I was a child
His friendship and counsel I treasure
His ways were gentle and mild
I refer to him as My Teacher
Who taught me the joy of living
He warned me of dangers that lay ahead
And he taught me the joy of giving
My teacher stood by me in sorrow
He stood by me to help me along
He guided me through troubled times
Even loved me when I did wrong
The Bible says the grey of the head
Is the beauty of elderly man
The wisdom he had concerning life
Was hard to understand
My teacher was there for 94 years
Stood strong like an old Oak tree
To watch and care for those he loved
Especially for someone like me
My Teacher prayed for many years
The Lord would touch my heart
His prayers were finally answered
And my life had a new start
Our love and respect for each other
Grew stronger as the years went by
The joy we had together
The Lord, My Teacher, and I
My Teacher's in Heaven with Jesus
But his memory grows stronger each day
If I could talk to him one more time
There's so much I'd like to say
I'll treasure his love and guidance
The best friend I ever had
I wrote this in his memory
My Teacher was "My Dad".
I wrote this in memory of my dad.
Oldbiker
Many memories come to mind from our childhood
Of Times when we were small
Some good, some bad, and some special
When we each think back and recall
People, places, and things we've seen
We reminisce about things back then
The styles, the cars, and friends we've met
We'd like to see them again
One person I'll always remember
From the time I was a child
His friendship and counsel I treasure
His ways were gentle and mild
I refer to him as My Teacher
Who taught me the joy of living
He warned me of dangers that lay ahead
And he taught me the joy of giving
My teacher stood by me in sorrow
He stood by me to help me along
He guided me through troubled times
Even loved me when I did wrong
The Bible says the grey of the head
Is the beauty of elderly man
The wisdom he had concerning life
Was hard to understand
My teacher was there for 94 years
Stood strong like an old Oak tree
To watch and care for those he loved
Especially for someone like me
My Teacher prayed for many years
The Lord would touch my heart
His prayers were finally answered
And my life had a new start
Our love and respect for each other
Grew stronger as the years went by
The joy we had together
The Lord, My Teacher, and I
My Teacher's in Heaven with Jesus
But his memory grows stronger each day
If I could talk to him one more time
There's so much I'd like to say
I'll treasure his love and guidance
The best friend I ever had
I wrote this in his memory
My Teacher was "My Dad".
I wrote this in memory of my dad.
Oldbiker
Stop all the clocks, cut off the phone,
Silence the music with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let mourner's come
Let airplanes circle overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message: He is Dead
So sad, so fresh, so strange, the days comforts
that are no more
For now: put out the stars, pack up the moon and
dismantle the sun;
yield the snow and fragrant laurel
pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
To honor what was once
He was my North, my South, my East and West
My working week, my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
My laughter and my souls repast.
Tonight (2/19/09 is the one year anniversary of his viewing and I am still incomplete - hugs to you :)