In a quiet room, the sunlight drifts, A gentle promise, morning lifts. Dad, your strength is like the dawn, Through every shadow, you're the song. Get well soon; the days are bright, Your spirit's flame, a guiding light. Recover quick, with joy and grace, In every smile, your healing trace. More time to share with loyal friends, Whose wagging tails and love transcend. In their soft eyes, the world anew, A bond that time cannot subdue. With every breath, a hope reborn, In laughter's echo, the heart is sworn, Together, through the healing ways, To brighter nights and longer days.