I feel better when I am laughing

My Dad is the best, when it comes to a quip
His sharp retorts crack like a whip
My sisters and I took him on as a challenge
Mealtimes hilarious, except for poor Mum
Wanting to eat quietly and not listen to puns
So silence was ordered which we tried to obey
Though my dad with his gestures created affray
With each of us saying, “It was him, not me”
My Dad denying it with a face full of glee
Seeing laughter in life and telling it so
He’s enabled us all, to laugh through our woes
Not dismissing or diminishing that Life can be sad
And understanding with laughter it isn’t so bad
We’ve all had tough times, when we’ve all really tried
To not be depressed, but continuously cried
At unexpected loss whatever that was
And then in the post a ridiculous letter
Of nonsense, composed to make us feel better
The tears of loss that had made us feel sad
Became tears of laughter . . . . . .
Thank you so much to my wonderful DAD