This Poem is my attempt to salute the man who is most responsible for the raising of my two blood children, who are in their mid thirties now. Steve was a man who I had great respect for and whom I thought of as the dad I always wish I had had, or at the very least as the dad I wish my real dad would have been anything like. I got a call from my daughter Thanksgiving morning of 2011 to inform me that Steve had died from a heart valve problem. I wrote this poem the next morning as a salute to him.
Steve, o how I miss you, a main rock within my life
But one day now you have been gone
I have always felt your soul as if a part of my soul
For thirty-eight years our lives were intertwined
Always loved like a father, that, will never die.
This morning my sweet daughters call
For this season, Thanksgiving holiday has died
This past twenty-four on my knees I’ve shed many tears
Also thanking the Lord for the great man that you were
Raising your four children, then by your kindness, mine
So thankful my children whom you loved, holding your hand
As you, this wonderful man, for the last time closed your eyes
My friend, how many of those I know that loved you like a dad
Our hearts and souls ache for the loss of you
Yet we all thank the Lord for the time allowed to share with you
In all our eyes, truly one Heaven sent man, sleep well my friend.