How lucky am I
To have felt his bristles on my cheek
When he tucked me up goodnight
Or at the airport meets
How lucky am I
To have seen him on the beach
Picking out the catch together
Ignoring cries of 'put something on your feet!'
How lucky am I
When he let me steer the car
A childhood spent in the sea
Still ignoring cries of 'don't go out to far!'
How lucky am I
That he worked so tirelessly
Up before the crack of dawn
Murdering a cup of tea
How lucky am I
To have seen so much
To have come so far
Because he cared so much
How lucky am I
To have been so close
To have held his hand
He was my very most
How lucky am I
When all is said and done
Although we have to do the washing up now
We can run hot water all day long