In the quiet dawn of morning’s light,
He stands a pillar, firm and bright,
With hands that heal, and words that guide,
In every heart, his love resides.

Through trials faced and battles fought,
His spirit strong, his courage sought,
A gentle touch, a knowing glance,
In his embrace, we find our chance.

His wisdom deep, like ancient trees,
He whispers truths upon the breeze,
A light that shines through darkest night,
His presence brings the world to right.

Oh, good man, your legacy,
Is etched in time, a symphony,
Of deeds that shape the lives you touch,
We thank you, now and ever much.