In a town not far from here,
Lived a man they called Mike dear.
With eyes that twinkled like the stars above,
He brought joy and peace and love.
Through the struggles and the pain,
Mike’s kind heart never waned.
He offered a hand when all seemed lost,
A ray of hope in the darkest frost.
In his presence, worries would flee,
For he held the key to serenity.
With a smile that could light up the sky,
He showed that love could never die.
So here’s to Mike, a beacon of light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
With his spirit gentle as a dove,
He fills our hearts with joy and love.
