- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Good Man
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His back ached and then his legs
And he thought it was age
But it wasn’t
And we worried ourselves
So sick until
It was he that was dreadfully so
No kinder man there ever was
Who never cursed
Or raised his voice
And always smiled and winked
So much that his eyes twinkled
And shone like sunlight
As a child I would wish a thousand wishes
For him to be my dad
And take my hand in his
Where it was very safe
So safe that I would never fear
The fear I held within
But sometimes the very good
Are given the rawest of deals
And if ever there was a reason
To rage against life and God
It was when he was stricken
With the cruelest of cancers
And in May he was gone
It soared through him
Like a bullet through flesh
And tore at him and took away
All that we knew him to be
A man so wonderfully good
Now he rests on a hill under a maple
Where birds land and deer graze
And he is not forgotten
Nor will he ever be
This gentle man that never cursed
And smiled like the sun
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