Just an Ordinary Man
By Debbie Scamihorn
Born into a family of modest means,
Often short on money, but big on dreams.
Charlie worked hard from an early age,
Did most anything to earn an honest wage.
Asked to do a job, he replied, "Sure I can."
Took pride in his work, even as the garbage man.
He could dance; he could sing; played in a band,
But Charlie believed he was an ordinary man.
His schooling ended in the middle of 6th grade,
But you'd never know from the progress he made.
He drove the big rigs and walked the high beams,
Built custom homes and bridges with his brilliant schemes.
He couldn't read music, not a single note,
Yet he could play any instrument, any song someone wrote.
He invented gadgets, large and small,
Just an ordinary man who could do it all.
Just a blue-collar man living a simple life,
Doing all he could for his kids and his wife.
Not exactly a suit and tie kind of guy,
To "put on airs" he considered a lie.
In his carpenter jeans and comfortable shoes,
Suspenders, red hanky - that's what he'd choose.
He won people's respect, no one questioned why.
You just had to love this ordinary guy!
Language a bit colorful“ yes, that's true,
But a heart of gold, ready to help you.
He lived it all; his life was good.
Still, we'd love him to be here, if only he could.
But God has called him home, the best of the best,
And told our Charlie that he deserves to rest.
So let's lift up our spirits, be as joyful as we can.
It's the best way to honor an extraordinary man!