He wrote me a letter,
His last goodbye.
He wrote me a letter;
Final words to help me fly.
I've tried to picture that day,
When pen was put to paper.
Imagined what was in his heart;
This immense man and mentor.
I've read the words so many times,
Traced the words across his lips.
Sunk completely under their spell,
Protection against the slip.
A man of sixty years,
Transformed into a child once more,
Hanging on every word,
Guided by life's pure score.
Every word of truth hit deep,
The centre found its arrow.
Emotions crafted in love divine,
A shield against the sorrow.
The pride, the love, the challenge;
The joy, the path, a reminder.
The bond created from obligation,
To live a life of honour.
Words wrapped in pure love,
And topped with a crowning bill.
A message for a lifetime,
A purpose to fulfil.
Words now forever etched,
Clear in their direction and part.
A gift of endless strength,
To comfort an aching heart.
Super day Dad!
Just super beyond compare!
Each future dawn will bring me light,
Because you were always there.
I love you.
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