I’m lost – you left me –
why did you pass me by
I need your leadership
your love – your sense that
yes, it’s worth a try
Like a tree – standing taller
you lift my sense of being
why did you go
I need you so
you are my fallen beam
A captain for a few years
but a soldier many more
and devoted to a family
at times seen as a chore
Yet your children become
leaders
your wife of three score and ten – the sky
go – she is a-waiting
as I shed tears you rise and fly
—
Vale George H W Bush
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