When The Last Breath Of Life

When the last breath of life has gone from me
And i am too deep and dark for eyes to see
Some who knew me of me may even say
He was one who had lived well beyond his prime day
And he was one who loved nature and loved life
And fair dues to him he never did beat his wife
And though not what one would call a successful man
Of human years he did have a long span
He never was a hero of the town
And he lived as he died as a stranger to renown
Of life he knew of good and of bad years
And he was one who did know of laughter and tears
In him there was far less of bad than good
For he was one who would help you if he could.