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Lion like personality,

Slimy fish at heart,

So sensitive, So tender.

Admired by kith and kin

To this day after twenty-five years

Since he had gone.

Such was my dadda,

My first hero,

Who left me too early.

We never had any day,

To ever text Father's day.

We wonder,

Why does my father need a day:

He is special to us on any day.

And, And, And as I used these,

Words most frequently and often,

I was an AND girl curious and annoying,

Some odd years ago,

He told stories with image puppets

When there were black-outs,

I was his princess and friend long ago.

The image of him gives definitely,

A definition of relationships,

For he valued them the most important,

As well devalued us as the least important.

And so he left us to our fate to struggle,

And that taught us there are foxes,

Which come covered as coveted sheep,

But it was too deep a revelation so steep,

A loss to cover up.

Live a big life not a long one

Help whoever is in need

Stand up for yourself even

When no one else does

The quote that rings zounds and sounds familiar

He still has that charm to this day,

He still has that sweet laugh to this day,

That stands tall in all our memories,

Dadda, I m ready to see you again no worries,

How many days until I get a glimpse of you?