One hundred years ago,
One hundred years ago today
He came into the world,
The man who created my life,
My life full of love and respect.
He never told me off,
Never hurt me
Except that day he passed,
Passed from my life.
He gave me so much,
So much in my life
But mostly he gave me music.
Music has always been in my life
Thanks to that wonderful man,
A true gentleman in my world.
Such sadness when he passed,
Passed thirty years ago.
But he is still in my life
And will never leave me.
So I say to him
Happy Birthday Dad,
May your celebration in heaven
Be filled with love and music.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My Dad would have been 100 years old today, he died in September 1995, he died two months before his seventieth birthday. A man who taught me good manners and respect, a true gentlemen in my life. The music is what we played at both his and Mum's funeral. At Mum's funeral I would have sworn that I saw them dancing to the tune.
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