Sunday, September 2, 2018
I See a Man (Part 2)
Well the battle was waged, and we won for a while.
We even got back for some visits and his smile.
The years score card reads; Cancer 8 Million, Dad ZERO
It hurts so much more, because he was truly our HERO.
He put up a fight, oh yes indeed.
For almost a year, but now he has been freed.
The pain, the strength, he sure made us proud.
He tried Smiling through the worst, and laughing out loud.
"I think I'm Superman", he said after he fell.
His humour intact, but would never get well.
More than you could ever know, let me tell you, it's so sad.
Superman had nothing, over our sweet Dad.
Our memories are strong, and buried deep in our heart.
And even those he is gone, we will never be apart.
May 3rd, 42 is so important you see.
Had he not been born, our family wouldn't be.
He leaves his loving Wife, his Daughter & Son, that's me.
And by extension, my family, continues the tree.
With Broken Hearts, we now salute your goodby.
Our so many tears, that will never run dry.
Your birthday will live, from this point on.
Your life will be celebrated, even though you are gone.
We love you Dad, and will never forget.
Our memories embedded, like the perfect sunset.
Rest in peace, until we see you again.
So much more then our Dad; you were a just a great friend.
