Fathers Day
I still can see his smiling face
Laughing out loud in such good grace
And how he made me feel
To me he was the real deal
If I needed advice he had a clear head
Working your way through it he said
There was no problem that can’t be fixed
And experience was his bag of tricks
When he passed away I cried
Such a loss I could not abide
And when it was my turn to be called dad
What I learnt from him made me glad
On this our Fathers Day
I remember him and and his way
Such a gentleman in how he treated everyone
And I am so proud to be known as his son.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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