I may not be a great man …
A rich man …
A man without regrets …

A man without enemies …
… I mostly deserve …
… and those I don’t, should tread carefully and make no mistakes …

A man with friends…
… for seasons and reasons …

A man with lifelong friends…
… where silence …
… distance …
and time, means nothing …

A man with a Band of Brothers…
… as I am to them …
… they call, I come …
… I call and he or she comes … sometimes together …
… they are formidable… some very dangerous … some smarter then me … some just to hold me up …

An orphan man …
… of true family …
… one who chose me …
… one of blood …
A man who found a small few, who became family …

A man as a brother …
A man as a Cousin …
A man …
… who has the honour …
… as a Father …
… a Father-in-Law …
and an Uncle …

A man who lives under the protection …
… of God …
and his Band-of-Brothers when prayer is not enough …
… and when dangerous people are required …
… and the family around him …
… protecting and to be protected … at all costs …

I am a man …
… included in a group of flawed, but, good people …
… family, friends and those I have not yet met …
… people who accept me with all my bad choices and trail of broken hearts …
… broken promises …
and
… regrets …

A man …
… nevertheless …
… who is here so temporarily …
… yet loves every second …
and looks forward to the next …
… who will not leave this mortal coil without a fight …

A man who …
… is lucky …
… is loved …
… loves …
… is grateful …
and… forgiven …

A man …
… who loves Christmas …
… for it’s real meaning …

A man …
… just taking a moment …
… to reflect …

Amen …