A Quiet Man

A Quiet Man


To know a man who felt such peace,
A softened voice, my heartfelt grief,
I've lost a father true to form,
A great teacher, Oh how he warmed,
The wicked ways of my twisted heart,
I've had some fortune, yet gained apart,
A memory best forgotten,
A body buried and sodden.

But will I find such grieving near,
When I am gone, One Moistened Tear?
Loving children, old and young,
Followed stricken in evening song,
Will a town slow its pace?
As countless echo, What Majestic Grace!
Had such a man, so young yet old,
No tender way, kindled cold.