A Tribute to my Old Man

My father passed away late last year, a true gentleman and great guy. I penned these words and read them at his funeral, thought I would share them with you. He worked as a jackaroo (like an Australian cowboy) in country Australia as a young fella and was always connected to the land. But he was more connected to my late mother who he finally joined again...







The Jackaroo


There is a light on in the homestead tonight
For the Jackaroo has made it home.

Far along the dusty bush track he has journeyed,
Over lush, vibrant pastures and verdant hillsides,
Through cracked dry river beds and twisted, thorny passes.

Always with his hand on the bridle,
Guiding those who travel with him,
Encouraging them, if they would fall behind,

with

Simple words
Simple plans
Simple Love

His whole purpose is simple enough…

Home
Family
Heart

These things nurture the jackaroo
And give him the strength to take another step
Through storms
And heat
And the loneliness of adversity.

There is a light on in the homestead tonight,
Where two sit arm in arm
On a comfortable couch,
Gazing into the photo frames that define their lives…

Home
Family
Heart

There is a smile on his face tonight
For the jackaroo has made it home.





and .....

A Tribute to my Mum

She went a couple of years before my father. A wonderful woman who lit up the world with her warmth and love. This was her tribute read for her at her funeral...


"Estelle"



Your name means star,
A candle light,
That casts her glow on me.
A wondrous heavenly body,
Of pure celestial beauty.


I am caught in your loving orbit...
My arms wide open,
My eyes closed,
As I spin in time,
With the music,
That rises up in me,
When I wish upon you.


You are so far away...
And yet, when I look inside,
I am dazzled by the fire,
You lit in me so many years ago.


Your light has touched,
So many hearts,
That you guided selflessly.


Your name means star,
A candle light,
You are a star to me.