n all his earthly stumblings
he always bobbed right up
fought off all blows of fortune
and vicious demon hounds
He did not fret or worry
when all around fell down
some angel must have watched him
and oft worked overtime
He did not miss the humor
in ways of humankind
took on all dares presented
and scoffed at caution's cares
He did not notice putdowns
he looked at stars instead
and whether fat or hungry
he never sought for bread
He did not care if persons
were old or young or crude
he did not rehash old ways
he lived just for the day
He fought for hopeless causes
when wiser men withdrew
and often stopped for pauses
to help someone get through
He never said I love you
sweet talk was not his game
he showed his love with actions
and faithfulness of heart
He would not smile by custom
nor did he make small talk
nor utter pleasing phrases
he always walked the walk
Some thought of him as foolish
for following a star
that did not fill the coffer
or bring the praise of men
He fought with driven passion
for underdogs and strays
nor would he join the circles
of secrets and foul play
Yet there were those who loved him
when all was said and done
and of that little handful
I'm glad that I was one.
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