A man who saw no evil
There was a man who saw no evil
In any soul he ever met
His life seemed simple as he toured
The corner shops of Ireland.
Selling tea and Brooke Bond Oxo
But more than that he brought a smile
To grocers who took him to their hearts
And made him stop and chat awhile.
Six thirty a.m on the first day of the year
God has called Kevin our brother home
His faithful servant has tacked back alone
Has left his station in the battle
Returning softly from the land of pain
Back to the arms of his Lord and Savior
While on the world sleeps unaware
Of a pilgrim presence no longer there.
He soldiered longtime in the trenches
And served his term with great distinction
While following God back in the Legion
The goodness that he showed back then
Outlasts the years and shines right now
It’s the chuckle and the laugh somehow
That lightened life and made us able
Find peace at times with life unstable.
Kevin was ever just the man you met
Who never changed down through the years
A family man who loved his garden
Who adored his wife and loving daughter
They held his hand when winter’s light
Grew faint and distant in the kitchen window
And so he slipped into the silence
Of a brand New Year to meet his Maker.
He leaves behind his fondest loves
But leaving too some special memories
Which are a blessing in his absence
Which will support us and sustain us
Beyond this plague and time of crisis
When once again we come together
In his back garden and drink that tea
To toast our friendship and his legacy.
Kevin Smyth. RIP 1/1/2021
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