For Keith & I
Down the long hallway slept a good man, one of a kind I'd say.
He didn't leave when things were tough, we always knew he'd stay.
His growel was worse than his bite, he was truely soft at heart.
Years went by and times did change, but the same he would stay.
Supporting his family, his head heals high, he stood for thick and thin.
Never give up he often thought. Quitting was truely a sin.
How did i get so lucky? Where did i meet this fine lad?
He's always been there for me and I've always called him "DAD".