A husband, handsome and young
A father, whose praises are sung
A soldier, proud and bold
A grandfather, with a heart of gold
He was a man who made you laugh
In our family, the chief of staff
He served our country, standing tall
Greatly loved, and missed by all
Though our tears may still be shed
Better days are up ahead
Now that your soul is free
Our guardian angel, you shall be
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