Better yet, "Daddy." How blessed and fortunate are those who can say that they have/had a "daddy. Mine has been gone for a few years now, but the memories I yet possess remind me what a blessing "Father's Day" really is!
So many are the memories
that cause me yet to smile...
even ones evoking tears
as we go back awhile!
Memories of "Daddy" and
many lessons learned--
lessons taught...lessons heard...
and lessons strictly earned!
From teaching this man how to swim
so early in the day,
to teaching things to my own children
when they went to play;
Daddy always had a heart
and used it very well!
I even see my grandchildren
and, dad's touch, I can tell!
Yes, so many memories
this weekend and beyond.
Know that, of that working man,
I am so very fond!
I miss him more with every year,
but we'll meet in that Place
where Jesus calls His very Own--
the ones who are saved by grace!
It took a few years for daddy to realize Who Jesus really is, but I was there the day that He found out! And I can't wait until I see him again!