In the heart of our home, Dad's wisdom did shine,
Teaching independence, skills so divine.
With patience, he showed the way to repair,
A handy guide for an independent flair.
Hated waste, each item had its worth,
In his eyes, nothing discarded, nothing forlorn.
His hands, skilled architects of fix and mend,
A legacy of care, a love that won't end.
Through the echoes of time, his teachings persist,
An independent woman, by his lessons, exists.
In every cherished object and memory devout,
Dad's spirit lives on, forever throughout.
You will be missed but not forgotten
27th January 2024