Days with my father were high and royal
Rich with laughter, joy, happiness, my role model
Whose tranquillity made me the man that I am.
Single parent after my mother left home
Worked hard, never doubting, raising two sons
With love, understanding, always there for us.
Now, I try to be as much like him as possible
That graceful, gentle soul loving God's creations
Always thankful for all blessings bestowed.
Such precious memories of him to cherish
Sweet times, inspired, making a boy into a man
Now, long gone, he remains enthroned in my heart.
He taught me values, having faith in Jesus Christ,
Was always putting others before himself.
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