Memories of My Dad Pt 2

I remember you staring daggers at me as I ate your leftover Cheese and Onion Pie, I remember you forgiving me though, because I’d given birth that day and in a hospital bed I did lie. I remember the way you played for hours with both my sons and taught them to be wise, I remember the times you told them naughty jokes, with devilment in your eyes. I remember the time you called another driver a “Miserable Old Fart”, when he didn’t thank you for letting him pass, I remember we laughed so much, when Alec repeated it and got it wrong with “Diddly Old Fart”, at least he said it with class. I remember Daniel buying you over fifty bulbs to plant, you had to find empty pots and room, I remember you had to buy extra compost, I just wish you were here to see them bloom. I remember all your stories, those that never seemed to end, I remember on occasion, how you would drive me around the bend. I remember you were always there to wipe away my tears, I remember you being there to chase away my fears. I remember how you always called me sweetheart, to certain people I do that too, I remember the last time you said to me, “Hello sweetheart, I Love You”. I remember all of it with love and without a trace of regret, I remember everything Dad, I promise to never forget.