It’s a strange place to be
When someone you love is no longer here.
My Dad, he was our protector.. a person who had my back during times I didn’t anyone care.
He saved my life in 2009, and said he was proud of me before he passed,
But I also know he wasn’t always pleased about my decisions which I hastily made.
But he was my Dad, my best friend, the one I wish he could have stayed.
He was cheeky, and called a spade a spade,
He got on with everyone, he was that kind of man,
He was a great Father in the end, and personally I was a fan.
I loved him, my dear Father
He took me out of the doldrums, as God used him to protect people that he loved
When bored he would pick up the phone and called someone he loved and respect,
And like us all, he wasn’t at all perfect.
I, like many others will miss him
Because these words haven’t been written because I released a fear,
I know God is looking over him, and because of that I graciously endear.
Jason
9th February 2026
"None of us can stay positive all of the time.... my theory and practical is this, if you pray everyday, be nice to that one person every day (or better still more people), then the world will have that little more love to show and perhaps you will feel better....Anger solves nothing, love creates harmony, encouragement, hope and love..." What about me? I have type 1 diabetes, love the arts and I am a god fearing man (I am sure you can tell)...... I am also on IG type '@jaypoeticsensitivity.
Monday, 9 February 2026
My Mucker…. Dad
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