One Year Ago or God's Newest Angel

One year ago today
almost to the minute
God found an angel living on Earth
and decided to call him home.
He was a patient man
who loved his wife
regardless of what she said and did.
He accepted her as is.
They say love is blind
and he sure was
when it came to his bride.
He worked long and hard
to provide for his family.
Didn’t complain much – if at all.
One year ago today,
almost to the minute,
God told him it was time to come home.
He went without much of a fuss,
so I’m told.
This man of patience,
who accepted his lot in life,
is now an angel in Heaven.
This angel of patience has a name.
And, I call him Dad.

Linda Winchell
Yes, dad, father, all well said! God bless

poetwithcancer
Dear Bob, // This one cost me some tears. I feel your loss deeply, as I feel from this poem your love for your Dad. --Michael

heather wilkins
great tribute to your father. nice poem.

John X. McCullagh
A fine tribute to your Father. May your life be a second tribute.

Ernestine Northover
That is a beautiful tribute to your Dad Bob, and a wonderful poem. I'm sure he will be reading it and be proud of you.