There was a man that I used to know
He was my gardener long ago
A man of honor and good intent
Who said exactly just what he meant.
True, I knew he was a man of God
And back in those days that was not odd
He went about his work with great ease
His goal in life was to help and please.
A kindly man full of deep respect
Not an inch of ground did he neglect
His parting words I can still recall
They never changed, no not once at all.
He taught me a lesson that does survive
” See you tomorrow, if I be alive ” !
THANK YOU, JOHN ATANASIO !