Somehow he knew

Somehow he knew the words to say
while all the others babbled on
Somehow he saw behind the mask
and knew what was reality
and what was smoke

He wasnt polished or silver tounged
and never did things to impress
but he simply did the right thing
at every chance and then let go of it.
Somehow he knew to rest easy
under the shade and shelter of his deeds

He believed in us
before I knew there would be an us.
God I thank you for this man
and for the forty five plus years
He has somehow loved me.