| Though not often unfamiliar As a tear fresh in my eye That I brush the same sensation No time left to tell him why
Like a storm the fear does shake me Chilling winds now turn me blue Wonder why I never told him If I stop to think it thru
He gave me safe surroundings Then with caution he did say Achieve all of what your wanting Where there's "will" there's always way
With stern words he'd used describing Exchange emphatic sometimes had And though lessons were not easy Instilled thoughts not once made sad
You see, the tools he used so wisely Were of a gentleman I'd barely known And what his son had learned from father Lessons from which that I'd been shown
So thanks dad, for this brite future My heart does shine the many ways And so holds tight those thoughts inside me For a Father's love still guides my days. |