in loving memory: Max J. Schlauch
August 31, 1949-February 14, 2004 |
Dad You started out so strong and ambitious Seeking adventure and following wishes They wanted to take you involuntarily You wouldn’t have that because you were free You walked right to them and said I’ll sign up After all that you filled up your cup Cheers to the men of the red white and blue See you folks later I’m one of them too Out in the jungle alone and uneasy The dead one by one made you too queasy Shots in the dark, friendly fire or not You don’t want to be the soldier they spot Somehow you made it until they made peace What happened next would not soon decrease Surrounded by people you still stayed alone Drank all your sorrows straight to your stone Bloated and jaundice you no longer spoke A spark or a glimmer no one could invoke Alas, you were gone and this time forever I had to pull the proverbial lever A dark cloak of sadness that I was bestowed Your guardian angel to show you the road Once you were gone I had to look upward That place I would hide from as such a coward But there I found more than my dreams could imagine A solace where I could find so much magic Now we talk daily alone and together My father, my mentor, now you’re all better In Loving Memory, Max Joseph Schlauch August 31, 1949-February 14, 2004 Kimberlee Schlauch 10/02/2005 |