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Dad

Dad I can't believe Your here old man You made it through the rough.. I love your Laugh and chuckle.. For me that is enough. But boy you've had a lifetime And crammed it full of stuff You climbed and walked And cycled and taught And shared to thrill Despite your failing memory.. So deep those waters still. You're table tennis champ. You're youth club hero, nifty. Fridays every week you did.. Until you landed fifty You're Dad, and Grandpa, Brother You've been Friend aswell to.. any.. A Husband, Leader, Teacher An Uncle to so many.. You worked for forty years Making chemicals for foam. I'm very happy to have been A member of your home. And when it's all said and done IF you finally get the call.. We'll spend our lives reminiscing Of your story, to enthrall.. The ears of little ones You'll never get to meet They'll hear of your adventures; All the stuff you'd like to eat.. Of your music tastes, And passions, of adventures far and NEAR.. Of Singapore. And Germans. Lost underpants. Of chicken wire and beer But for this moment here and now We sit with you and cheer.. You made it (phew) And here you sit before us At your 90 years plus two. So Dad.. there are no words.. I've scribbled down a few But really all you need to know We're here because.. The one we love is you Jinjagoliath 12th March 2023

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