Dad Copyright © 08 Reg Wright

As I am going away,
Perhaps never to return
Some words I would say
If only to let you know
My feelings today.

Thanks for the bike,
Which caused so much pain
As I fell from the saddle
Again and again.

It became my white charger
As I rode through the street,
The envy of children with
No shoes on their feet.

Thanks for the childhood
You helped me enjoy
The fishing, the dog
Each Christmas a toy

Now the ship has sailed
And the quayside is dim.
I never did tell how much
I loved him.