Father's love is a special one
Filled with rough/tumble, games and fun
A job for life... it's never done
Second to none, second to none
A strong, firm hand... a heart of gold
Remembering the wisdoms told
And cuddles when the nights where cold
You broke the mould, you broke the mould
You're always there to give advice
You give your love... not at a price
You navigate me from life's ice
You're always nice, your always nice
To say I love you... words too few
From all of your Grandchildren too
So thank you Dad for all you do
For being you, for being you
© Debbie Razey 2015
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