Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Gift

Just he and I, my early life.

A carpenter, our home he built.

He gave solace from stress and strife,

Taught me the traps of shame and guilt

Could be avoided if I chose

To strive to do the right and good,

Even though difficult such goes,

He gave assurance that I could.

A better person I would live

From all that from him I received.

In his nature to truly give,

More love he gave, more I believed.

Last words to me on his deathbed,

"You are my best gift," my Dad said.