The man that we call 'DAD'
He never looks for praises
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 storm of life
A sturdy hand to hold, too
In times, a 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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