Every day he sits and greets the world
All he wants is talk about the beauty around us
Ready at any moment to give advice while his radio
Loudly blares jazz in the background

Each one of us has something to give
And we are all of the same human family
Reality is what we make of it
Life can be too short, but it is always worthwhile

Grace is something the select few have
Old age tries to rob it from us
Only it can not take it from our spirit
Do not forget that and carry on until your last day
Be not afraid of the end
You will not see it coming, but
Every soul leaves a mark on the ones it leaves behind

Earl, Earl, Goodbye