(a tribute to Great Papa, written by Mary Kate, inspired by Frodo’s Lament for Gandalf)

When evening on the ranch was grey
His footsteps on the path were heard.
Before the dawn he would awake,
And work until the evening came.

To women, men, and children,
To young and old folk, alike,
To the animals who he cared for
He was forever patient, kind, and good.

A gentle voice, a helping hand,
His body tired from demanding work.
A patient voice, a Christian man,
A weary pilgrim on the road.

His Bible worn from constant use.
He was swift to comfort, quick to laugh.
An old man in a cowboy hat,
Who leaned upon the Lord Most High.