I remembered all the rides to school, to the stores, and to work. I remembered all the laughter's, jokes, and fishing trips. He never once flinch with fear, or shed a tear for me to see.
He stands full of pride, and with dignity. He's like a none flickering candle, that never dies down.
He's my Father. My hero. There is never enough
time spent together, but when do, its time spent well. With laughter's and jokes, stories,
and eating our hearts out...what never gets old for me,
is seeing him smile or hearing him laugh.
and eating our hearts out...what never gets old for me,
is seeing him smile or hearing him laugh.
That's joy for me.
Happy Father's Day
to all the dad's out there.
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