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