Days with my father high and royal
Rich with laughter, joy, happiness, role model
Whose tranquility made me the man I became.
He was a single parent after my mother left home
Working hard, never doubting, raising two sons
With love, understanding, always there for us.
Now, I try to be like him as much as possible
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, remaining enthroned in my heart.
Taught me right from wrong, love never hate
Always putting others before himself.
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