I thought I should write something to someone who happens to be one of my many loves. Its called Loving Man.

I come to speak of a man.
A man of many virtues.
A man whos door is always open,
both within his home and within his heart.
A man of few words, but mean so many.
A man whos love cannot be measured,
and my love for him is of the same.
For this man seeks to grow,
and hinder not others who seek the same.
This man seeks not to block the sun,
but to allow it to shine on others.
Promoting growth, promoting warmth.
A warmth felt in the arms of no other.
For though his words be course,
or his actions vile.
This man seeks not to hurt, but to nurture.
For one must bend the tree while it is young.
A favourite saying of his that is.
And in the end?
This tree, it will stand amongst others and shine,
shine with its love for this man.
One might wonder who is this man of whom I speak?
He is Ukey Hill.
A proud father of many children,
and their children also.
So next time you seek comfort,
remember.
There is a man with an open door,
both within his home and within his heart.

Love you lots Dada.

Thank you so very much for all the kind words you wrote about my Dad.

Coppa well said!!!!!!!!! Thank you very much for taking the time out to show your appreciation formy dad because of the wonderful man that he is!!!!!!!!!
Thank you,
Jenine