His smile came easy <br /> It just was his way, <br />Quiet and reserved, <br /> Didn’t have much to say. <br />Yet kindness and giving, <br /> Were words he lived for, <br />And truly he gave, <br /> Till he could give no more. <br />He was never pretentious, <br /> Or a loud showy man, <br />With the bible his model, <br /> Seeking to understand. <br />His quiet demeanor, <br /> Covered thinking so deep, <br />And his quest for the truth, <br /> The reward he would reap. <br />Yes father I miss you, <br /> These many long years, <br />And though I don’t show it, <br /> I still fight back my tears. <br /> <br />Gary Bryson <br />1/30/05<br /><br />Gary Bryson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/his-smile-came-easy/
