Elvis Aaron Presley Poem by Denis Martindale

Elvis was lucky... He deserved to be lucky...
And somehow I think we were lucky, too...
So many songs, so many shows, films, articles...
So many good things to remember him for...
So many beautiful, handsome photos of years gone by...
So many happy-go-lucky smiles and, in time, so many tears...
But when our tears subside... all that should be left is joy...
This is how I wish to remember Elvis...
For me, there could be no other way...
To know him, was to love him... to thank God for him...
He had a love of life... he revelled in its twists and turns...
This love made him want to sing and to dance...
He loved Gospel music and the hope and the peace it gave...
He wasn't ashamed of the Gospel of Christ...
God's blessings were there, if you only looked for them...
But the greatest blessing is in the sharing of blessings...
It is this sharing that is the greatest legacy of Elvis...

Not only was he a son, he was a star...
Not only was he a gentleman, he was a king...
Not only was he a friend, he gave of himself...

Not only was he a seeker, he was a preacher...
Not only was he a singer, he was the voice...
Not only was he a dancer, he was the dance...

Not only was he an actor, he was the story...
Not only was he a performer, he was the event...
Not only will he be missed, he will be forever loved...
You see, God only made one Elvis...
And then He blessed him...