Monday, January 3, 2011

Father

    As a child I never knew
    Why you did the things you do
    Growing older I'm starting to see
    The kind of father you were trying to be
  
    Letting me stumble
    But stopping my fall
    You'd be by my side
    With just one call
  
    You sat back
    And let me take my time
    When I couldn't figure things out
    Not even a rhyme
  
    But you were right there
    When things became clear
    And told me not to worry
    "I understand, dear"
  
    So, I want to let you know today
    Before I run out of time to say
    I'm so thankful to have you as my father
    I would never want to have any other


No comments:

Post a Comment