In memory's garden, time gently sleeps, A legacy of love in heart's quiet keep. Your voice, a compass through life's maze, Guided me with unwavering gaze. In Bude and Brean, where laughter soared, And tales of car boots and treasures stored. Family gathered, skittles fell, In those simple joys, loved dwells. Amidst the flowers, our hands toiled, With nature's bounty, our spirits uncoiled. Your strength, a pillar through each storm, In your embrace, we found our norm. The echoes of home, sweet warmth of the hearth, Are etched in the lines of earth's gentle path. Though miles apart, your spirit remains, A beacon of love, through joy and pains. Dear Pap, you’ve sewn seeds of grace, In every heart, your cherished place. Until we meet beyond time’s veil, In whispers of love, your tale prevails.