Thanks to Dad

A Poem by Tennessee Hunter

The time that I spend hunting,

Is a tribute to my dad.

A perfect role model, maybe not.

But he was the best one that I had.

 When I was just a kid.
And some say he was rough on me,
But I think it’s because of him,
I turned out like I did.

 Without hunting as a teenager,

I might have lost my way.

It was the thing that bonded dad and me,

And still is to this day.

It gave him time to talk to me,

And teach me lots of things.

Not just about hunting but,

The changes each day brings.

It also gave me time with him,

And I’m thankful for that chance.

Because I lost him way to soon,

I could have missed that dance.

And I wouldn’t have these memories,

To cheer me when I’m sad

And I might not be a hunter,

But I am, Thanks to Dad

THANKS FOR ALL THE MEMORIES!

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN...WE LOVE YOU DAD!!!

Kenneth E. McNeal

10-23-1943    ~~   01-02-2007