R. Aleen Lemley
A Man Called Chip - Poem by R. Aleen Lemley
Always in our heart and mind
We will meet one day in God's own time
Boots, cowboy hat and jeans were his style
Loved life a lot and his two beautiful girls
This man called Chip.
Knew all kinds of folks, some good, some bad
But always respected his Mom and Dad
Mistakes a few, poor choices many
Intentions good, gave love aplenty
The man called Chip.
No more sickness, harassment or pain
Just happy reunions with loved one's again
He is not dead, but just at rest
His smiling face I will see
We who knew and loved him best
Have in God's word a promise of this
For a man called Chip.
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