He was a happy man
Who had a plan
To create a life
A family
He would hold me
Tell me he would not go away
Even though life itself
Was a prospect
Of great uncertainty
To him I attribute my own self
Reflecting in times of difficulty
His spirit will live on from the difficult beginnings
Where success itself was not a guarantee
But what would come to be
From the long nights and spirituality
A life fully lived
With a wife and 3 kids
Coming from Virginia Street
Where life itself was very hard lived
So to him I offer a great honor
Of love
To have been loved
A Cup of Songwriting 