Horse races and poker hands
No crying over spilt milk
His life taken as it came
Money won and money lost
Lessons taught along the way
Every day a gamble 'til the end
With firmness and fairness
And an unassailable rightness
He simply made his stand
Without bluff, brag, or boast
Without celebration or complaint
A life given in service to all
Nothing for us to do
But send him into heaven
Holding a royal flush
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I love you, Dad.
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- Copyright 2009, by Joseph Rohrbach
(POTD #1170, originally written and posted on June 26, 2009)
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