Lighthouse

There was a lighthouse named papa

On positivity he had a lotta

Love for his fellow man grand

Didn’t care if president or valet he’d shake your hand

Sure it was a little grandstand

Salesman had egos too

With the kindness sword he ran them through

And they all died smiling

Some of it grace some of it timing

To take the time to make you feel special

Was a feeling he gave me that I don’t wanna let go

Don’t fret though

The lighthouse stood a long while

And all the time carried his own style

Miss you papa haven’t seen you in a while

But the light shines out from my house now

Tears of joy furrow my brow

You taught me who I want to be now

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