Your eyes are radiantly sparkling My eyes are wet with tears As I look back through th'ages Remembering special years When Pompa named you 'Pickle' Though 'Dingle' lasted long, With 'Queen' ...
As youngest son, I always sensed From many of the brothers, True or not, they’d put me down, I wasn’t like the others. A few days prior to passing on, A blessing I was giv’n From my beloved, aged dad, Before he moved to Heav’n. His health was failing faster now ...