Papaw
I open up a photo album,
Seeing your bright face
Filled with smiles, laughter and joy
gleaming with such grace
A scholar in such things
Such as farming, God and love
A savior to those whom you've given
knowledge from above
A man such as you, I can only hope to render
My life seems incomplete without your helping hand
When dealing with my problems, I know you'd have the words
You'd look at me and say, "My dear, don't put your faith in man."
What a wonderful man you were, filled with such love
But I don't have a memory or nothing of the sort
Just a smile on a photograph, withered over time
Without a marveled influence, I think I've been cut short
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