My Dad died. Missed terribly, dad was witty, funny, caring, kind. Comedy Daughter Sally
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In laughter's shadow, echoes bind,
A world once bright, now redefined.
Witty words like stars would shine,
In memory's theater, every line.
Dad, the jester, warm and wise,
With caring heart and twinkling eyes.
Sally, daughter, in tears finds grace,
In comedy's light, she sees his face.
Though silence now where laughter lay,
His humor guides her day by day.
Through love's soft whispers, she finds the way,
To cherish the night, await the day.