Since that Day when you gave your Best Cuddle
That Winner you saw on your Left Eye's speak
You chanted your Last Blessing; And in Huddle
Breathed to him a Promise never foreseen
It was your Spirit, infused into his Heart
The kind where your Values gave their Best Brew
And to him, Fortune's Delight would impart
The Greatest Message he had since did knew
I only realised once you left this Earth
How my own Dad reached out and hugged me Dear
I gave this back, crying for Month's own Worth
Hoping you return for another Year.
He needs your Cuddle again, Sir; Just because
He may have missed it; A Medal at Loss.
Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 1:13 AM UTC
Since that Day when you gave your Best Cuddle
That Winner you saw on your Left Eye's speak
You chanted your Last Blessing; And in Huddle
Breathed to him a Promise never foreseen
It was your Spirit, infused into his Heart
The kind where your Values gave their Best Brew
And to him, Fortune's Delight would impart
The Greatest Message he had since did knew
I only realised once you left this Earth
How my own Dad reached out and hugged me Dear
I gave this back, crying for Month's own Worth
Hoping you return for another Year.
He needs your Cuddle again, Sir; Just because
He may have missed it; A Medal at Loss.
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