The Daz Man / David Hume (dad)
Darragh was a boy's boy, quickly becoming a ladies man
He excelled at drama and at sport, he was a Liverpool fan
When roused he had an evil temper, I think it's fair to say
But he would never leave a friend in a jam, whether fighting or in play
He loved playing football, in the street, for Thistle or the school
When he acted like an idiot he could own up and admit to being a fool
His laughing and joking were constant, to the point of driving you mad
He was my son, this lovely smiling boy and I am proud I was his Dad.
As a parent you strive and strive if only to do your best
You don't expect your 12 year old son to have to go to rest
One minute he was laughing, one hour later deep in his final sleep
I do not have the words to describe the pain that cuts so deep
When i think of him, I try to think of his beaming smile
It makes me laugh to think of it if only for a while
This is what Darragh would have wanted, the thought that we were glad
To have known him and have liked him, don't let us be sad
So shut your eyes and think of him, think until you find
A memory so clear, it makes you laugh, its tucked inside your mind
He was no angel my boy thats the least I will allow
We enjoyed him whilst he was down here, the angels are enjoying him now
His antics still make me laugh, but now and then I cry
I wanted to tell him I loved him and say my last goodbye
I know that we will meet again, I know there must be a way
And I will have my son again, forever and a day.
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