Jersey Boy's blog: "Love and Forgiveness"

The Old Man

The tears have all been shed now

we´ve said our last goodbyes

His souls been blessed

He's laid to rest ... And it´s now I feel alone

He was more than just a father

A teacher my best friend

He can still be heard... In the tunes we shared

When we play them on our own

I never will forget him

For he made me "what I am"

Though he may be gone

Memories linger on

And I miss him, the old man

As a boy he'd take me walking

By mountain field and stream

And he showed me things

not known to kings

And secret between him and me

Like the colors of the pheasant

As he rises in the dawn

And teach how to fish and make a wish

Beside the Holly Tree

I thought he'd live forever

He seemed so big and strong

But the minutes fly...And the years roll by

For a father and a son

And suddenly when it happened

There was so much left unsaid

No second chance...To tell him thanks

For everything he's done

I never will forget him

For he made me "what I am"

Though he may be gone....Memories linger on

And I miss him... God I miss him...the old man.