Papa
I never new Papa when he was a young man.
I am going to say how I saw him, as best I can.
He was stern, but loved his family very much.
He never said so but you could tell by his touch.
Sometimes it seemed he kept his feelings on a shelf.
You hurt him most, when you hurt yourself.
He had little schooling but a lot of education.
He managed with intelligence and dedication.
His pronunciations may not have always been correct.
But you couldn’t question his intellect.
He loved to discuss religion and politics too.
He would take the other side; just to get your point of view.
If he were forced to choose between his family and God,
I fear his family would have gotten the nod.
I still believe he is in heaven with Momma and the rest.
Of our loved ones, we always think the best.
By D. Jack Robinson 8-01-08
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