In the quiet of the morning light,
He rises up to greet the day,
With heart so kind and spirit bright,
He walks a path of humble grace.
His hands are steady, strong yet soft,
A touch that heals, a voice that calms,
In every deed, in every thought,
A good manâs love, like ancient psalms.
Through trials faced, he stands so firm,
With wisdom deep and courage true,
A beacon in the darkest storm,
A light that guides, a man who knew.
His legacy, in hearts heâs touched,
Lives on in whispers, gentle care,
A good manâs life, it means so much,
A gift of love we all can share.