In a world less kind, a beacon shone bright, A Step-‘Up’-Dad, with love’s pure might. Not of his blood, yet his heart did swell, For two young boys, with tales to tell.
Where one had faltered, he rose with grace, In every challenge, he found his place. With every laugh, every tear they shed, He stood by them, where others fled.
In whispers and roars, in joy and in strife, He was their hero, their light in life. A dad not by birth, but by love’s firm decree, In the eyes of the boys, as great as could be.
I love you Babe 💙