| A Tribute to Dad |
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| Written by Maya Teague | |||
| Saturday, 20 June 2009 19:03 | |||
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H-e was there when you were launched, his bright-eyed little child, A-nd the day you cooed “da-da” he went absolutely wild! P-itter-patter of your tiny feet music to his ears P-laying games, building trains, piggybacking through the years. Y-oung and carefree you were then, he a steadfast helping hand,
F-irm and wise, always kind when he rose to take a stand A-t life’s crossroads, he’d appear to guide you on your way T-ies were strained, words were said, when you briefly went astray H-is enduring love sustains you, but his light is growing dim E-re he takes a worse turn, won’t you tell him you love him? R-arely did you take the time to say what’s in your heart S-top this painful guessing game, it’s never late to start.
D-ad, I love you and I thank you, before you gently go A-ll the lessons you have taught me, from my soul will sweetly flow Y-ou see, my own father I have lost. That’s why I know.
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