I only saw my parents fine china on rare occasions

But boy oh boy, when they pulled it out

I’d be prepared for a good time

Where people would laugh

And happy souls would shout

They would talk throughout the night

Sending glee through the house

My father was a good time

He was a host that set everyone at ease

His love overflowed for friends and family

Cracking jokes like a comedian in his prime

I was a daddy’s girl

The apple of his eye

Love always, Esha