Accidental Poet

That’s The Daddy in Me

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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