for Bruce H. Edwards
If I were to give my definition of an honest man,
you come to mind...
Not because of any great thing you do
but because you do not fail to speak from your heart
Simply, yet stated with a force so powerfully sincere,
no one can doubt your veracity
Even people whose eyes fail to see
know they've been dealt with...honestly
If I were to give my definition of a loving father,
you come to mind...
Not because there are no other loving fathers,
but because you exemplify the caring/nurturing that is
ofttimes attributed to mothers
And I marvel at the beautiful relationship/bond you enjoy
with your daughter...
"stage daddy", coach, cheering squad, guidance counselor,
lovingly wearing every hat
you come to mind whenever I think of that
If I were to give my definition of a good friend,
you come to mind...
Not because you have so many friends,
but because your quiet eyes reflect a soul
in need of one that's true
who doesn't necessarily think like you
Your tendency toward caution protects your tender heart
but when you allow someone inside,
the miracles have no end
These are a few things that come to mind
when I think of you,
my friend
If I were to give my definition of an honest man,
you come to mind...
Not because of any great thing you do
but because you do not fail to speak from your heart
Simply, yet stated with a force so powerfully sincere,
no one can doubt your veracity
Even people whose eyes fail to see
know they've been dealt with...honestly
If I were to give my definition of a loving father,
you come to mind...
Not because there are no other loving fathers,
but because you exemplify the caring/nurturing that is
ofttimes attributed to mothers
And I marvel at the beautiful relationship/bond you enjoy
with your daughter...
"stage daddy", coach, cheering squad, guidance counselor,
lovingly wearing every hat
you come to mind whenever I think of that
If I were to give my definition of a good friend,
you come to mind...
Not because you have so many friends,
but because your quiet eyes reflect a soul
in need of one that's true
who doesn't necessarily think like you
Your tendency toward caution protects your tender heart
but when you allow someone inside,
the miracles have no end
These are a few things that come to mind
when I think of you,
my friend
from Come, Joy! Songs from the soft of night
PublishAmerica © 2005
PublishAmerica © 2005
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