Resilient and sturdy you fight on, because it's all you really know
Brilliant and ***** the day bright, and the wind continues to blow
Where once you were caged with an alcoholic rage
55 years of sobriety waged performed on life's stage
So many brushes with death,
But you never fell from Grace
She was there to give you breath
Right time and the right place
Tough as a turtle's shell,
So firm and coarse
Pick me up after I fell
No belief in divorce
Drive like a bat out of hell
Kicked like a horse
You're not my parents you can't tell me what to do
Are the four year old words I once muttered to you
Wrigley's Doublemint gum always, I'll take half a stick
Even down pneumonia's hallways, can't keep you sick
I've traveled far and wide through this glorious nation
But Thank god that I made it for our last conversation
You were as sharp as a knife up until the very end
You Rejuvenated my life and my time left to spend
A man of integrity, vigor, humor, and who stuck to his vows
Even when his ignorant grandson tried to round up his cows
Any day turned into an extra two weeks to no one's surprise
One last Easter sunday appropriately on the day of the rise
"Follow the leader" you said merging smiles with our cries
Grasping your hand I realized from my last look in your eyes
That the turtle shell may pass but your spirit never truly dies
"Take me up I'm ready to go"
The very last words you said
The best George I'll ever know
And now we must forge ahead
Your soul has only begun to grow
Heaven is glad we think you're dead
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 4:51 PM UTC
Resilient and sturdy you fight on, because it's all you really know
Brilliant and ***** the day bright, and the wind continues to blow
Where once you were caged with an alcoholic rage
55 years of sobriety waged performed on life's stage
So many brushes with death,
But you never fell from Grace
She was there to give you breath
Right time and the right place
Tough as a turtle's shell,
So firm and coarse
Pick me up after I fell
No belief in divorce
Drive like a bat out of hell
Kicked like a horse
You're not my parents you can't tell me what to do
Are the four year old words I once muttered to you
Wrigley's Doublemint gum always, I'll take half a stick
Even down pneumonia's hallways, can't keep you sick
I've traveled far and wide through this glorious nation
But Thank god that I made it for our last conversation
You were as sharp as a knife up until the very end
You Rejuvenated my life and my time left to spend
A man of integrity, vigor, humor, and who stuck to his vows
Even when his ignorant grandson tried to round up his cows
Any day turned into an extra two weeks to no one's surprise
One last Easter sunday appropriately on the day of the rise
"Follow the leader" you said merging smiles with our cries
Grasping your hand I realized from my last look in your eyes
That the turtle shell may pass but your spirit never truly dies
"Take me up I'm ready to go"
The very last words you said
The best George I'll ever know
And now we must forge ahead
Your soul has only begun to grow
Heaven is glad we think you're dead
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