I REMEMBER JACK
He was a wanderer, a young man seeking peace,
War tears many families apart, a mystery was Jack.
Appeared did he on a roadside one day, I did change,
Something strange about a man who came from the past.
I remember a man named Jack who granted me a wish,
I did not make that wish and Jack had to go far away,
He made it for me as I saw him again one day.
A much older me, I did not know happiness was for me,
Jack died in nineteen forty four, long before I was born.