The man moves on

I have this image of a man:

A gentleman,
A truly gentle man.

Softly spoken, a smile playing on his face,
Displaying a trace of latent humour,
Twinkling eyes invite the viewer into conversation.

He leans, heavily, both hands in front,
His stick bearing the brunt of his weight
As he waits courteously for your reply.

An unassuming, old-fashioned gent’,
Softly spoken, of good intent, a family man,
A lifespan began in an kinder age.

He passed away earlier this morning,
A family in mourning; praise for his life,
Prayers for his wife and family.

The image fades, the man moves on:

His life is done yet just begun,
A promised place in heaven awaits.

Copyright wordz2Go 1 July 2014

In memory of Dennis Hack 1933-2014

Revised version 15th July 2014