Through every triumph, every fall,
He stood beside us, strong and tall.
His love, a beacon, unwavering still,
Guiding us with a steadfast will,
His wisdom, like a guiding light,
Shining through the darkest night,
His love, a shelter, warm and wide.

One fateful day, he was gone.
Yet in our hearts, his spirit lives,
A legacy that time forgives.

Memories bloom like flowers in May,
His laughter echoes through the years,
A melody that still brings tears,
His presence never fades away,
In whispered winds and starry skies,
His love endures, a sweet reprise.

Though tears may fall, and hearts may ache,
His love, a bond that time won’t break.
For in our hearts, his memory’s clear,
An endless love, always near.

So let us cherish, let us hold,
The love and loss of days of old.
For in this dance of life and death,
Our Dad lives on in every breath.

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