In the heart of morn, a light is dimmed, Best dad forever, a void now trimmed. Life of the party, where laughter rang, Bore da he'd greet, joy as it sang. A golfer's soul, on greens he'd sway, Beer in hand, where shadows play, Red wine nights, stories he'd weave, A family’s love, his daily reprieve. Though he's gone beyond our sight, His spirit twinkles in the midnight. Forever loved, in hearts he stays, His laughter echoes through our days. Missed so much as days unfold, A legacy of love, in stories retold.