I Was Blessed
When I was a boy,
some kids didn't have what I had.
Was I lucky? No, I was blessed.
I had my Dad.
He was always there, with
encouraging words to say.
He wasn't a wealthy man,
but he was there everyday.
He didn't have a
M.A.,B.A., or P.H.D.
He was the smartest man I knew.
He was there for me.
He always advised me
to be the best I could be.
To this day, I can still recall
the love he had for me.
Someday when I'm gone
I hope my son can say what he had.
One day he can look back and say,
I was lucky. No, I was blessed.
I had my Dad.
Tootles!!
*****Standing ovation for this one*****
Zahra V.
hugs
Kathy
to have someone showing us the path
to life's ways and love of those that surround us
shaping our moral character.
Peace be with you
William
Be always safe,
Karen
Edwin