On nights when my heart is sore oh so sore, and the memories of you are so vivid – I thank God that I still have, and always will be able to hold onto those.
I so often lose my breath when I think of you, my first love, not being alive on earth – but Daddy I know you are so happy and in a much better place, looking down on us and guiding us, forever. Always my 911.
Pops, I was lucky 🍀 for 37 years to have you. Most don’t get that chance or a hero daddy like you.
My first love, though oh to dance with my father again.