My Daddy

My father was a man who stood strong and tall, And in our opinion he was the best FATHER of all. He would come home for lunch and sit us in his lap And allow us to take off his working cap. Mom would say no but we ate some of his food, Dad always seem to be in such a good mood. In the evenings, coming home and after taking his bath, He did many things to make his kids laugh. He would take us out for ice cream and a movie at the drive-inn. And have us in bed way before ten. My mom was an awesome cook; she made sure we were fed. But I often remember it was daddy who tucked us in bed. He had a white Chevrolet station wagon, it was red inside; On so many occasions he would take us out for a ride. We woud go down Highway 90 to his mama's house, And he would leave us there to be alone with his spouse. They would come back to get us when summer came to an end, To take us back home because school was about to begin. This went on for the first several years of my life; Then there was a divorce between daddy and his wife. He was no longer there, no longer with my mother; But he also left me, my sisters and my brothers. We saw him on the weekends, but it wasn't the same; As him being at home and we could call out his name. As I grew older, he was there for my sons, He was there in the evening and even at dawn. He touched their lives in a very special way, And they are acting like him to this very day. They are raising their children and taking up time; To do things with them that will stay in their minds. I pray for my sons marriages and also for thieir homes; That they will never leave their wives or children alone. In the marriage I pray the wives will stay, And NEVER decide to get up and walk away. Because it takes two to make the thing go right; So I keep on praying every day and every night. Tribute to Mr. Homer Yant October 25-1925 - February 5, 2012. Penned 2/5/2015 Dad was funeralized on 2/11/2012 3 years