Dad's memories will always be there.
by Ken Jakes
I miss my Dad, I miss him more each day.
I miss my Dad, and the simple things he'd say.
When he met you, he'd ask you " how are you peculating " ?
He'd respond back to you without even waiting.
" I'm peculating pretty goooooooood. "
I knew that response was coming and understood.
How lucky I am to have had him for my Father, and my love will never end.
He was much more than my Father, you could even call him friend.
In his later years he would tell Mom, " Its time for Ken to come in the door "
For he knew that I would be there, if just for a moment or more.