MATESHIP
Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 5:46 pm
MATESHIP
It was a cold mid-winter's day;
the day my father died,
and bleak the chill that seemed to fill
the empty space inside.
My mate called up to say some things
he thought would give some comfort.
With hesitant and common words,
a cliché; his best effort.
He wasn't one of those who speak
in eloquence and power,
who make a mark and be the sign
of an historic hour.
My mate just had a mind to be supportive, nothing more.
And no-one else need know or hear
or judge his utterance poor.
Mandela, Churchill, Wilberforce,
Ang San Suu Kyi. we've heard.
Gough Whitlam, Menzies, so admired,
all craftsmen of the word.
But;
The greatest speech I ever heard,
my mate gave me that day;
a word to give encouragement,
said in a stumbling way.
It was a cold mid-winter's day;
the day my father died,
and bleak the chill that seemed to fill
the empty space inside.
My mate called up to say some things
he thought would give some comfort.
With hesitant and common words,
a cliché; his best effort.
He wasn't one of those who speak
in eloquence and power,
who make a mark and be the sign
of an historic hour.
My mate just had a mind to be supportive, nothing more.
And no-one else need know or hear
or judge his utterance poor.
Mandela, Churchill, Wilberforce,
Ang San Suu Kyi. we've heard.
Gough Whitlam, Menzies, so admired,
all craftsmen of the word.
But;
The greatest speech I ever heard,
my mate gave me that day;
a word to give encouragement,
said in a stumbling way.