That’s The Daddy in Me
Wife and child of my own
Not of my destiny
Guess I’ll have to do with out
The Daddy I’d wished to be
Looking back
I don’t recall thinking about it
But now I’m in my fifties
And every day I’m reminded of it
I see little girls and boys
Some with smiles, some with tears
Oh how I long to share their smiles
And ease their silent fears
To see their delighted joy
Upon seeing my face
To go everywhere with me
On the weekends to every place
To be known as Daddy
And looked up to with admiration
A hero every day
A sentimental fatherly relation
An example in self-worth
Pride in earning your keep
Courteous to others
Always polite to speak
Ladies before gentleman
To always lend a hand
Stand in another’s shoes
See through another’s eyes
and understand
Fairness to one and all
Honesty the best path to follow
And when in question
Be optimistic of tomorrow
From God
Our greatest gift is love
Don’t misuse it
For he’s the creator thereof
And although
A father I may not be
A hero in a child’s eyes
That’s the Daddy in me
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