Donna Lambert - Father Jack

Though most of our tears, have dried at last,
we will never forget our father Jack.
He came as a mechanic, to Newtonville, our
Mother,5 kids, the youngest, named Bill.
He worked very hard, and never complained,
but through the years, he suffered in pain.
His family grew larger, as the years went by
and he was always there, when we needed advise.
To each of us, he was kind and fair, he taught
us all to love and share.
After 30 odd years, they moved to town, but
still we always came around.
We miss him dearly, but we will stick togeather,
cause to drift apart now, would suit him never.
Though most of our tears are dried at last
We will never forget our Father Jack

Donna Lambert

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