There are some far off saints above but nearly strange to me,
For always they were far away and very hard to see.
But now today it's different for in stellar space I know,
There's a softer light that's shining since I got to watch it grow.
I saw when he was very small and I was smaller still,
Yet I watched it rise to larger size when my saintly chance was nil.
Sometimes he'd bake a chocolate cake and put it out to cool,
And other times we would ride along on his motor bike to school.
When troubles tried to interrupt Bob's strength would bar the door,
When we were scared by its interlude Bob's strength made us secure.