Hey pops

Hey there pops, I know your there

your watching from high above

Way up in the clouds

Your finally home where you belong

 

Past the clouds, high high above

Watching down, now over us all

You'll be there, like you've always been

In our hearts, now high above

 

Hey hey bro, your finally home

How've you been, watchin the kids grow

Let's hit our spot, bring some fish home

Come on bro, let's go

 Down to the river, hit the bait shop, get a case of crawlers, bring the fish home

 

Now your gone, all to soon

Past the clouds, high high above

Watching down, now over us all

You're there, with those before

In our hearts, now high above

 

We remember, all the things

You taught through the years

Your woman is your queen, bait a hook, tie our shoes, cut the lawn, A glass of wine, dinner too

 

But now your home, the pain is gone

Through the gates, not at home

Your missed pops, but you'll never go

Your in our hearts forever now

 

Past the clouds, high high above

Watching down, now over us all

You're there, with those before

In our hearts, now high above

Well be there soon too pops

Find all the right fishing spots 

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Big Sal

Wed 9th Jan 2019 13:32

Last two lines are superb.

Whole piece is great.🙌

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keith jeffries

Wed 9th Jan 2019 09:28

Brent,

Thank you for this poem which speaks of the philosopher in you which is an essential ingredient to all good poetry. I also like your style. I look forward to reading more of your work.

Keith

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