To a man who liked a Rum, Okay, so maybe two, A man who made all others laugh, Quite why, he had no clue. To a man who liked his garden, Treading mud into the house, A man who could be raucous, Or as quiet as a mouse. To a man who loved his children, Who loved his friends and family too, A man I'm proud to call my dad, And dad, we all miss you. We'll look up at the sky each night, And see your star shining so bright, We'll hold you in our hearts forever, And forget you dad, no chance, not ever. Goodbye dad, long may you rest A true hero, top man, and the best.