Norman Hackett

A poem for my very own superman

Life has changed forever, dad won't be in his chair,
Dad won't be up the club, dad won't be anywhere,
No more holidays, no meals in the pub,
No more restaurants, no more fancy grub,
Dad has gone away, watching out for us all,
Mum and all the grandchildren,
Andree peter and paul,
Dad told Kris life was good, he had lived and did his best,
There are so many memories, as we lay him down to rest,
Now let's all celebrate Norman...