I needed an influence to make me into a man, you stepped up. I needed food and shelter, you stood up for me. I was bullied, you went to the school and dared anyone to mess with me. You stood in that gap for me. You stuck with me through my hopes and dreams. I pursued and completed 2 degrees all while you cheered me on. You stepped up to the plate and didn’t miss a moment. You cared for me when I was hurt and injured even if you couldn’t walk. You drove me half of my life and when I couldn’t walk. You cooked, made tea and biscuits, one meal a week at least and kept up your home. You’re always the one that when no one else will, you stood. I feel like you know your time is up, that’s why the Lord took your breath and your voice. I hope to hear it one last time but I will forever remember you stood. Your legacy will continue to stand.