(His name was) Worth

He came to work in the wintertime

and left before summer came 

hard to believe he was with us 

only a few short months 


He shuffled in and out of our hearts

before we knew what happened 

the craggy face lined from a million smiles

eyes that lit up like a kid at Christmas time

He was 52 but will always be younger in our minds 

he loved the good things in life 

spicy foods great music 

a rebel with many causes 


He would have loved to have been a buccaneer I think 

slashing his cutlass through the air 

rescuing beautiful maidens

but he couldn't have kept a straight face for it

If he came back for a minute we'd say to him 

you went too soon

you didn't give enough of us a chance to love you

but of course we did 


He was a professional in the best way

a good friend a kind man 

the kind who wasn't afraid to cry 

so he won't be offended or embarrassed if we cry for him