In this evening, memories stir,
Of you, oh Dad, in the quiet dusk.
Your laughter echoed through my humble of humble homes,
A beacon of warmth, guiding me with care.
You stood like oak, resilient and strong,
A shelter from life’s tempests and its storms.

Your hands, once rough from years of honest toil,
Held gentleness within their rugged grasp.
With wisdom spoken in a calming tone,
You taught me lessons, deep as ancient roots.
In silence now, your absence softly speaks,
A void within the heart, a space of grief.

I walk these paths we traveled side by side,
The echoes of your footsteps linger still.
In every whisper of the morning breeze,
I hear your voice, a melody of love.
Though time has claimed your form from mortal sight,
Your spirit lives, a light that never fades, in me.

Oh, how I wish you were still here for hugs,
To hold my children, share your sage advice.
Your strength, your kindness, and your knowing smile,
A father’s love, eternal and profound.
It’s been over ten years, yet not a moment goes
Without the ache of missing you so much.
Had you been there, perhaps you might have saved
Me from a marriage fraught with hidden woes.

In youthful folly, I squandered our time,
Unaware of the moments slipping by.
Of all places, I think of you in the gym,
Where your discipline and strength shone so bright to me in the movie music I listen to.
Great man you were, and great you’ll always be,
In memory’s embrace, forever near. Forever, oh Dad.