Dear Daddybear
I can’t believe the day has come that we have to say goodbye,
I wish you were still here with us, demanding another steak pie.
You were always there for me, on you I could depend
No one could ever hurt me, with you there to defend.
You loved your walks around the streets, making friends everywhere you went
And when it came to money, well, you saved up every Scottish cent!
Until you became a Granda and started doling out the pocket money,
And then you also spoiled that wee dug, that wee dug that you called Honey.
I will remember all the good times that we spent together in Bali,
I will remember how you used to wind me up and make me go DooWally.
I will remember the Bendy Santa that I got you for a Christmas present
Even though you all made fun of me so much it was incessant.
I will never forget the love that you and Mummybear shared so deeply
Or the Strawberry Freddos you always bought her, but only when out cheaply!
At my wedding, I loved that fact you were with me on the aisle, as we walked down
But even more, I loved the fact that you wore shoes fit for a clown
Now it is time for you to rest, be at peace in Heaven.
I’m sure you’ll keep watch over us, that’s why we call you Bevan.
My boys and I adore you more that you will ever ever know
You were the best Granda, Dad, Husband and friend, not to mention the best Joe.
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