He always wore a cap just like my dad .
Like my dad , he had a unique smile
And oh that monkey grin .
When I was with him ,
There was no real time .
We never went hunting or fishing
Together enough .
His stories were useful for a laugh .
He always helped me with my confidence .
When ever I was down he knew what to to .
I never wanted the day to go in the rear view
Mirror of his pick up .
He always picked me up and took me places
I wanted to go ,
Just like me dad .
By Brock
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