Quiet, strong, hard-working man,
Thinking, laughing, loving his own.
Up from poverty and discouraging toil,
Never was he heard to moan.
He spied the love of his life
Across the noisy, crowded room.
He pledged his life to her;
A life woven on a simple loom.
This man was a career sailor
Who often traveled far and wide,
Returning weary from his journeys,
Safely to his beloved's side.
The children for whom he thoughtfully cared
Are certainly blessed to call him Dad.
And, as for a father-in-law and friend,
He is the finest I have ever had.