A Melodic Marine
Before his legs carried him
With strides that are long
His delightful little voice
Was nare without song
He lived in a world
Where momma taught
Right versus wrong
Bones, muscles and minds
Grew progressively strong
He learned that singing
Was the way angels pray
So upon the piano
His sister did play
As papa danced a bow
on the fiddle
In his own special way
Many deep voices
Joined in so they say
Round about the time
Hair sprouted on his face
His tiny tenor voice
Nature did replace
Where once before
No note was too high
It was now harmonious bass
That bellowed out
Amazing Grace
Off to fight evil
With modern weapon in hand
Marching and singing
Now in distant sand
With thoughts drifting
Back to a lone sister
but a family well manned
And daisy filled meadows
Exactly as God planned
Don’t think for an instant
His tunes aren’t missing
By those who carry him
As one of life’s blessings
A voice soothing and low
Is heard by many hearts
Free to listen
And in peaceful dreams
His songs do their caressing
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