The porky man
He finally met his Creator
He left his world on Monday
Without saying goodbye
I saw him Sunday evening
He was looking at his potted plants
He used to walk around the neighborhood
Without his shirt feeling his freedom with the soft breezes
Since he had his by-pass surgery years ago
He gave up his porky business to relax
I talked to him many times before
He never put on weight anymore
I guessed he knew his time
He had his extended years to live by
Now I will not see him walking around
As he had returned to his Maker
The porky man
Goodbye old friend
May you leave with good memories
May the Good Lord bless you always
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