Who came into my life even before I was married
As I followed his Court for the sheer entertainment
A man of temper, particular to a fault, no mumbling
And bumbling in that Courtroom was allowed.
He tried to take the place of my own father when I married
Had me chafing at the bit. But he was unputdownable,
Won me over bit by tiny bit. An untamed mare was I,
Wild curls and glassy eyed. He poured enough love
To snare a perfect fit. A man of high morals,
He lived by his own code, never shied from the truth
No matter what consequences would hold.
Generous and kind, he gave of himself and showered gifts, nothing
Was too dear for those he cared about, nothing to be feared.
Much loved, much revered, when he died the world trembled
The skies opened wide and poured its’ contents into the night
Life came to a standstill, our world held a collective breath;
As for me, I was broken, another father lost to Death
Snuffing out another light long before its time.
(P.S. I have never even attempted an ode before. Any suggestions would be welcome.)