You were more than just my best friend’s dad
Right now I’m feeling way more than sad
Moments with you both big and small
Are treasured memories I often recall
Now and then I flew in from a faraway place
You always welcomed me with a warm embrace
From Bartlett street to Woodend days
I always remember your humorous ways
When I heaped the sugar in my coffee
You’d assure me “it’s fine” that’s good for your body
Your lentil pie was always a treat
And you were always supportive to cut out the meat
Not forgetting that chainsaw lesson
Where I felled a tree under your close supervision
To the Bellhouse bunch I have grown to love
My heart is with each of you
May John rest in peace up above