An Ode to Wonder

I hope that he passes in spring,
When the ground is soft and
                   birds flock to sing
When the air is fresh,
May he draw his last breath
                  I pray God is listening

Nature help soothe
                   our deep blue
As life 'round the planet
                   you gently renew

As a wonderful man
                   bids his adieu
A peace shall surely
                   accompany too

A garden I'll plant in his honor
To tribute my wondrous father
And life shall go on as disparate and new
That I will soon thrive
                 the way he would choose