Si, What A Guy

Si, What A Guy
1991 by Bud Lemire

 When you were born you weighed seven pounds
Your mind was open to many different sounds
As you grew older, music played a big part
You joined the Navy, which was a good start

I remember you living in Hillside Maryland for awhile
As well as your trips home, and your big smile
You were here and stopped Dad, when he got too wild
I would have helped too, but I was only a child

I remember the cameras you had back then
Pictures you took down the streets of Ludington
You lived in Germany for seven years
Enjoying the mugs of the Munich beers

Then you were found in the California state
The U. S. Navy told you to lose some weight
A picnic at Ludington park in Nineteen Seventy Nine
Your snacks were minus the cheese and the wine

The phone calls you made to our Mother
Showed that you cared as our big brother
With advice, you tried to show us the light
It hurt bad, because we knew you were right

Although I don’t agree with all that you say
I let you speak your mind, in your own way
We have our own roads to follow, and our own songs to sing
Sometimes they lead us to goldmines, other times we lose something

All in all I’m glad you are who you are
As you play the Tuba and the Bass Guitar
We share the love of music, from everywhere
Which was inherited, if you have a care
This poem is special because I wrote it for you
Thank you dear brother, for all that you do
Oh that Si………..what a guy

Clyde, this one is for you dear brother, for always

being there for us and guiding us through our journey to adulthood,

and always giving your advice taken from your own life experiences. Thank you!