lil hand wrapped around a bigger one
leading and showing me the way
he was proud of his lil son
and he showed it in many different ways
and didn't quit until it was done

his big hand wrapped around mine
would teach me to pray
and taught me to fish with a good line
and all throughout the day
I knew a dad I could call mine

off to school would I go
reading writing all in a day
come home to my dog
and my dad to tell of my day

he knew she must be special
in her I told of her beauty
and dreamed to someday hold her and nestle
he would grin and say some day
some day my son

days pass and it was known it would
my hands would wrap around his
I mustered all I could and proud I stood
in his last breath I could hear him say
his son had done him good

02/14/2007

Posted on 02/14/2007
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