I'm doing really good without you being here,
with the Lord being my judge I truly wish you were near,
I'm doing my best to keep up and maintain
your jovial cheer.
The jokes and the stories that you have told,
never grow tired and never grow old.
I watch the others when they speak of you,
it's the love in their eyes when they remember the things you
used to say and do,
to me it's a great feeling to have had a Dad that was so
unique and so true.
I know you are watching and protecting us from up there,
we still love you and still care,
only thing is now we have this void and our lives
shall always be bare,
no matter where we search we will not find
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