Bobby Combs

He wasn't a big man, not in size,
but he would not be ignored.
There was an intelligence in his eyes,
where the sum of years was stored.

Commanding respect, demanding the truth,
gallant, melodious, strong.
Focused on excellence from his youth,
he did not stand fools for long.

He loved his children more than himself.
In love with his work, his life.
Of family and friends he had a wealth,
and he dearly loved his wife.

I only knew him for a year,
but I think of him still today,
That man whose vision of life was clear,
who had quietly passed away.

 

Louis William Rose

March 2001

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