Dan P. Parks, Realtor
“One Last Goodbye”
Comes once a year
But we remember you
All year through
Your steel riddled shoe
Klunks about the house
In memories
Clear and true
So look back now
For one brief time
As we remember you
In this rhyme
And think of us
In a distant thought
As we contemplate
What your life has wrought
Dignity and perseverance
Devotion and adherence
To principals held on high
As we offer up
ONE LAST GOODBYE
Goodbye Dad
‘Till we meet again
Gary A. Parks