African Praise Poem for Dad

African Praise Poem for my Dad

Charles Beverly Balfour Browne, the man with a camera,

And a smile that never-ended;

With his twinkling, royal blue denim eyes,

Accompanied by his mischievous Huckleberry grin,

And a crazy sense of fun!

Dad lived all the emotions and juice of life

And tasted all the flavours of being alive.

As a father, he was patient and calm;

In living he was as Peace-loving as an African Elephant.

Yet, he was never afraid to trumpet for what was right.

With all of himself he was like an eagle,

Reborn and flying above the storm.

From the yin to the yang, and all the in-between,

He lived in the moment, noticing all the beauty around him.

Charlie Browne sang and danced to his own tune,

Especially in his own garden, in rhythm with his treasured birds,

Where he felt closer to God under African skies,

Amongst his strelitzia, camellia, gardenia and the like,

Where he was able to be himself, to be free.

From finance, to sport, to cars and wildlife,

He always lived true to himself.

Yet, like a chameleon,

He became all that others needed him to be,

Using his sensitivity that was as deep as the sea.

His fight with cancer was brave. His perseverance was true,

And he left his legacy through his boardgame: See, Say, Doo.

Be well in heaven Dad, you are now truly free.

Continue to be the light of kindness you were here on earth;

And help us let the world not be so much less without you.