My words for Dad – 

 

Forever your girl GT – love always Susie

 

The clock goes ding, you’d leap from bed much faster than you should.

Mum cracked an eye, be there in five – go get the cows she’d said.

 

With slippers on and a cup of tea, you’d wander out the door.

You’d grab your boots and wake the dog to bring ‘em home once more.

 

For all those years you milked the cows, working dawn til dark.

You’d feed the calves, traipse through mud, give hay and have a laugh.

 

Never one to mind a chat, you’d mosey through the street.

Kats Korner, Cols, the servo too – a Pastie, cake and treat.

 

Chopping wood was just for fun, a good storm brought a chuckle.

You’d chop and stack, you’d saw and split , you’d never quit or buckle.

 

The woodshed never hit the back, the barrow always topped.

A quiet drive to find supplies, GT you never stopped.

 

Wombats used to drive you mad, they’d dig and eat your trees.

Til one day you went and fixed him up – KABOOM then it was peace.

 

Don’t tell mum was what you’d said – through the cloud of dirt. 

The creek bank blew, the wombat gone – your smile was just a smirk.

 

Christian told me – Dad confessed, how to fix that pest. 

The wombat done, the creek bank altered – it made an unexpected mess!

 

From that day the B.B.Q never lost its bottle. If mum had known what GT did 

He would have copped a throttle.

 

The first to always lend a hand or help a friend in need. You’d answer the

phone, be there in five – dropping you jobs for a deed. 

 

Us kids hit the jackpot GT, we scored our number one. Never did you let us 

down, it was always you and mum.

 

Now it’s time to hang those boots, it’s time to have a rest.

The farm will be fine, we’ve got Mum’s back – you’ll always have our best.

 

The life you lived was like no other, the kids say “Pa” and smile.

That’s how you know that all your work was worth the extra mile.

 

Rest easy GT, you’ll be with us always xo