Was thinking back many moons ago, seems like yesterday, living at home. Lying in bed on a Sunday morn, the smell of bacon coming up the stairs ๐ You knew me dad was up cooking us all a big breakfast, the works, even the best fried bread ever ๐You couldnโt wait for him to shout your name and come get yours โผ๏ธ Yno what when I left r house, I never ever got shouted on Sunday morn again, to come get me breakfast, never everโผ๏ธWudnโt av been same as getn 1 of me dad anyway ,so dnt care bout that โผ๏ธId give anything to have 1 of them Sundays with me dad โค๏ธMe dadddyyy was truly The Best dad ever โผ๏ธ๐๐ฅฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
Rita Waring :
01/10/2021