The Man Known As Stan

Stan used to feel sad at his disappointments in life
For a wealthy younger man he was forsaken by Kate his wife
Their only offspring Jean married with children in Spain
Though of loneliness he never once did complain

Balding in his late sixties of hair silver gray
He was a nice person in his own quiet way
One i see often though not every day
For himself he never had that much to say

I last saw him in the park about a week ago
In his shy way in passing he smiled and said hello
In the town park never to be seen again
That life can be unpredictable that fact does remain

Though all thing  in life for him did not go to plan
The Stan that i knew of was quite a good man
One who did work hard and never harmed anyone
His mum and his dad in him raised a good son

A few days ago he was found by a neighbour in his kitchen dead
Of a massive heart attack it has been said
Growing old on his own and alone he did die
That life can be cruel is surely not a lie

He died on his sixty seventh year this is not very old
And his story does surely deserve to be told
In the local cemetery his last remains lay
The man known as Stan he was buried today.