Long rides in the car just looking at the road.
Dad is sitting beside me listening to the radio.
We had great days on the porch fixing what was broken.
Dad always knew the answers and was there when I needed him.

He drove all the miles just to see us.
My Dad is as rare as a diamond in the rough.
He gives me advice when my inner voice becomes too loud.
Dad tries to say the right words to turn my mood around.

While watching football games, he'd often fall asleep in front of the T.V.
There were days when we relaxed and at times it felt like one big party.
My long way with Dad seemed like such a short time ago.
Whether it was then or now, you'll always be my hero.

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