His cabinet was bare, Holding up the roof that was barely there, He walked in shoes two sizes too big, At six feet tall with a smile always to give.
Not having much he had a ton to give, He always gave his kindness for free. So he didn’t feel bad about the two pennies in his account, As wealth wasn’t what he would count.
Life isn’t always defined by the penny, Some of the biggest hearts come with no money.
With his head held high, Only change in his pockets, He still walked with pride.