Gentle Man Poem by Barry Van Allen

I strive to be a gentleman,
life doesn't make it easy,
if she wasn't so attractive,
if she wasn't quite so smart,
- - - it never would have started.

She was searching for her father,
I wasn't searching for a daughter,
she was looking for a teacher,
... so, I taught her.

The lessons all were mine,
and as her years made 25,
our year or so together was defined,
by everything that keeps old men alive.

Such as the hope that it could happen,
and in the end the odds were beat,
on the other hand, whatever man she chooses,
should be ready for a ' big - time ' treat!