In the quiet hush of dawn's soft light,
Where memories linger from night to night,
I penned a tribute, heartfelt and right,
For a simple man, my guiding light.

He wore the colors of Alaskan skies,
In favorite shirt and pants, his humble guise.
A city boy, with twinkling eyes,
Adopted country's simplicity, wise.

His spirit, a testament to living plain,
A life so full, yet remarkably sane.
The essence of simplicity, his gain,
In every act, love was the main.

"He was a simple man," I proudly said,
A soul of depth, where kindness spread.
He sought not praise, his heart instead,
Was a beacon of love, where all were led.

He worshipped God with love so pure,
No need for merits, his faith secure.
A simple love, so deep, so sure,
A testament to a heart so pure.

As I reflect upon my own life's span,
I wish no more than to follow this plan.
To be remembered as simple, to stand
As one who loved, who took God's hand.

To live a life from the heart, to use
Talents for good, to kindly infuse
The world with simplicity, to choose
A path of humility, no grandeur to muse.

Let it be said, when my time is near,
"She was a simple person," let it ring clear.
A life of love, of God so dear,
A simple person, without frontier.

March 19, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop