A STORY TO TELL
A Story to Tell
Each wrinkle pressed upon his brow
Has a story of its own to tell.
The pinstriped suits that he always wore
Were from Sears and Roebuck, 1904.
The Model A Ford which he drove now and then
Was the envoy of all back in 1910.
World War I was bad and it left its place
Crippling his legs and slowing his pace.
See his knuckles so callused and hard
His heart was gentle but his life was scarred.
And see the sadness in his eyes
That's what happens when true love dies.
Each moment lived, he remembers so well
Yes folks, he has quite a story to tell.
In his pinstriped suit and no one to care
He quietly pass on, in an answer to prayer.
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the permission of:
Can You Feel the Love