A quiet man

A quiet man

He was a quiet man, he was a helpful caring man. Handsome in his youth a dashing man,a fighter for rights. A union man, a fighting for the under dog man, a “I’ll do it if I can man” .

He met my Mum, a wooing man, a handsome flashing eyed Irishman. A black haired almost wild man, a stand up for what I am man. A good man to trust your life to and my Mum did, he was an out in the open man what see is what you get man nothing  hid.

He worked hard he was a family man. A sturdy, bring home the wages man, a giver, comforter a lover man. A home maker man some one to carry the can man, a there until the end man.

He was a stern man, when you had done wrong, though he was a quick to praise man , happy to teach you a lessen in a song man. A teacher man,sometimes a preacher man an always there when it counted man.

He was a father of the bride man, and he handed all his daughters away, he was the man who supported his sons when they became the married men. He was a support man, and adviser man the lover of lilies of the valley man. He was reunited with my Mum man when they saw us all gone. He was a plain man to the end man, not a flourish and bouquet, blackmagic man,an honest to the end man.

He was a deaf man, but he heard what was important man! At the end, a blind man, in stature a tiny man in truth a giant man. A truly missed man , a wish you where here man. He is a gone but not a forgotten man.

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 01:02:34

    some cannot be forgot..
    I like ths….
    Take Care…


  2. Wendell A. Brown AKA The Brown One Poet
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 01:38:58

    This was an extremely beautiful tribute! So very moving!


  3. kate58
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 07:21:32

    Willow, this is THE BEST poem you’ve ever written. A wonderful tribute – I am sure your dad is smiling in heaven.


    • willowdot21
      Jun 03, 2012 @ 07:31:12

      Thank you so much Kate, I hope my dad is smiling down on me. He loved poetry and read it to us or got us to read to him at every spare minute he could make! He was deaf but with his funny old ( and huge) hearing aid and he could see us and lip read he never missed a moan of something naughty…. unless we were behind him!! 😉


  4. Linda Willows
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 11:39:10

    this is greatness, Willow and I felt honor reading it, Love to you, Linda


  5. granbee
    Jun 04, 2012 @ 22:18:26

    What a blessed woman your mother was–and how blessed are all the children of such a fine man! A most wonderful tributed to your Dad, willowdot!


  6. Unsungpoet
    Jun 06, 2012 @ 17:30:28

    What a touching poetic portrait and tribute, this is so beautifully presented! A great pleasure to read, gave me chills and made my eyes all misty…


  7. eof737
    Jun 06, 2012 @ 20:02:26

    What a beautiful tribute to your dad…


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  9. prayingforoneday
    Mar 30, 2013 @ 20:14:52

    One of the best tributes to a person I have read. Honest and heartfelt throughout. Your Dad was a “Man’s man” but also a family man from what you say. He had his priorities right. He did the right things.
    Thank you again for sharing.

    Shaun x


    • willowdot21
      Mar 30, 2013 @ 20:39:55

      He was a family man and also as a union man there was always a steady stream of men coming to our door for his advice, and stray cousins and friends staying with us, our house was a middle terrace council house but it was a tardis inside not unlike Dad’s heart.


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