Dear Daddy,

I thought I'd drop you a line or two
to let you know we're missing you.

Things are pretty good here.
Mom at eighty-eight is a dear.

Your birthday is this week.
Ninety years would make you an antique.

Your grandson James favors you.
He tells a joke or two.

Shawn is a Christian man
Has his own Alaska land.

Shelley, Jon, and Carolyn's bunch
All miss you, I have a hunch.

I hope you're catching lots of fish
Blessings to you are our wish.

We'll all meet you soon at the river
There we will live forever with the Lawgiver.*