Dad
He's never one
to boast
He just goes on
quietly working
For those he
loves the most
His dreams are
seldom spoken
His wants are
very few
And most of the
time his worries
Will go unspoken
too
He's there.... A
firm foundation
Through all our
storms of life
A sturdy hand to
hold to
In times of
stress and strife
A true friend we
can turn to
When times are
good or bad
One of our
greatest blessings,
The man that we
call Dad.
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