I’m sorry I never got the chance to meet you.
You were gone before I met the wonderful son you raised.
The man I fell in love with is amazing,
And I owe that in no small part to you.
So I will never get the chance to thank you in person,
So please, accept my thanks now.
I know it means little where you are at currently,
But I know a part of you still watches over yours.
Thank you for raising your son to know how to respect a lady.
To speak softly to her, even when she is screaming,
To touch her gently, like you are brushing a flower petal,
To love her more than you love yourself.
Thank you for teaching your son how to be a good daddy.
My children look at your son with the same love that they look at me with.
They adore him because he’s playful and loving,
Respect him because he is strict but not mean.
And most all, thank you for teaching your son how to love.
Most men do not learn this lesson.
Your son loves me with his whole heart, not just for what I can do for him.
And in turn, I love him as well.
I regret that this thanks cant be delivered in person Mr. Morgan.
For I greatly wish that I could shake your hand.
For giving this world one of the rare fine men that this world so lacks,
I thank you. Rest in Peace.
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