A child he was
With playful warmth
And eternal joy
Chortling gaily
When little things
Attract his open attention.
A man he was,
Long of limbs
With fluid movements,
His joints in action.
A sports aficionado he was
Playing all games,
And making man`s plays.
This man child
Loved his ways,
Sporting and otherwise.
He went through life
In gay abandon
But in carefree warmth
Towards his fellowmen,
Helping where needed-
A joy to the world
And a pleasure to himself.
Oh, yes! I can see our sons and grandsons in this post. Liz
This is my godson, Joseph Paul.