JUST WHISTLE AND I’LL BE THERE

JUST WHISTLE

AND

I’LL BE THERE

A family, wife, son, and father so close, a music man,

Travels does he throughout the seasons, leaves for Christmas.

Giving up the chance of a lifetime, his choice to be with them,

His trek home on a stormy, snow falling night a much greater sacrifice.

Death would greet him on his journey home, a mother and child now alone,

Just whistle and I’ll be there said a father to his son before that darkened day.

A snowman created from this young boys’ mind, a hat, a scarf, he stands in the yard,

A whistle in the night, a magical wind swirls down from heavens light.

Just whistle and I’ll be there, a fathers return for just a short time,

A Christmas gift, a proper said goodbye, letting go as now it will be alright.

Keith Garrett

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