Rhyme & Reason - a reason to rhyme

                                                                    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' and even 'Spice Girls',                      You would burst out in song.                                           With Steph & Robyn on roller blades                      Down our Boulevard,                      Then you tried on my high heels,                      But found that rather hard                                          At the cottage on vacation,                     Enjoying that black tire                     Did Aunt Roz say you tipped it                     To dunk me in the mire?  

                  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                  The family rallied 'round,                  My eldest bro from ‘cross the sea,                  Was heading ‘homeward bound’.                                   While visiting, - a daily rit,                 To spend some ‘qual’ty time’,                 I mentioned ‘bout th'upcoming trip,                 I’ll ne’er forget this line.                                 “You’ll not need me tomorrow night                 To visit with you, dad,                 Your number