I always admired and wished
I could sign like that.
I so wanted to be like daddy.
What did I love the most about him?
His ready laugh
Every situation had something
Which was funny
Which he made us see
Making us laugh with him
Sometimes at him
As he joined in.
He went too soon
Too soon, my daddy
Once on reading a book
About lives, past and present
I have believed
That I was his little sister, maybe
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