It startled and hurt me, he
jerked me around by my throat,
in a suit coat at a wake,
\"That\'s my Dad\'s tie.\"
A bigger than me guy, heavy, sweaty.
I said \"He lent it to me, said to say hello,
and that you would understand,
me wearing Pooh.\"
The tie was in with everything else
that was in his families\' basement when it flooded,
three years after his dad had died, in bed, but not alone.
I was hired to fix their home, sump pump, cut the concrete floor, etc.
and more, the cellar was a mess, I cleaned it up and kept the tie
from the dumpster, had it cleaned,
he beamed and let me go, patted my shoulder, and said \"I do.\"