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Feb 2018
My father was a man of integrity
He taught me right from wrong
He did it with a gracious hand
That was always warm and strong.

Everybody knew him
Tall with an elegant stride
A smile for everyone
A kiss on the lips goodbye.

I never met someone more wholesome
Who knew the ways of folks
Grew out of a poor background
With love in every root.

His word was his trust
An anchor in the dark
A whistling bird of the lane ways
The sunshine of my heart.

Truth and beauty followed him
A kindness to the poor
An honour made more noble
And yet a footstep sure.

I carry what you gave me
In all the hours we grew
The pavements that were walked
I knew you through and through.

I am my father's daughter
Not always quite as bold
But fight I will for justice
It is our greatest goal.

For my dad Love Mary x
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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