Our Dad Was The Best In The World

Our Dad Was The Best In The World

Our dad was the best in the world,

he always had something to say, proper words, proper thoughts,

and he meant every one of them.

He loved my brother, my sister and me the same,

no shifting, no different way of showing it,

just steady love for all of us, equal and certain.

He’d talk things through with you, like it mattered,

not rushing past anything, just getting it out in the open,

so you knew exactly where you stood.

He wasn’t in the background of life,

he was right there in the middle of it,

talking, explaining, living it with us.

I remember how safe it felt, just knowing he was there,

not perfect, not untouchable, just real,

and that made him even better.

What I hold onto most is that fairness,

the way he gave himself to all of us the same,

without needing to prove it.

I think we all miss him.

I know I still cry for him,

some days it just comes like that,

no warning, no stopping it.

And I still carry him in everything I do,

in the way I think things through now,

like part of him never really left.

I love you Dad ♥️♥️♥️

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