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I wrote this poem for my Dad on Father's Day 8 years ago. Thought I might share it with all of you today.
We go through life and day by day we learn and love and grow And strive each day to be a better man And often times there is someone we say is our hero And we try to be more like them if we can.
These heroes are a special breed, they're strong and brave and true They always stand up for the thing that's right They're helpful and they're caring and they stand by what they do And they never start but always end a fight.
They come in every shape and size that you could ever guess They come from almost every walk of life They could be a famous football star or World Champ at chess Or scientist or actor or housewife.
And I'm the same as everyone, I have a hero to And I must say that I am mighty glad To have the chance to share some laughter and a tear or two With my hero, cause you see, he is my dad.
I've never met another who impressed me like he does He always has a some wisdom with a smile I always walk away a little better than I was After I have sat and talked with him a while.
He always has some sound advice to help me on my way Or a shoulder I can lean on when I'm down And when he sees that I have had a really rotten day He finds a way to chase away my frown
Some people say "Do as I say, but don't do as I do" But not my dad, the way he strives to teach Is to set a good example for all folks like me and you He truly practices the things he'll preach.
He is a large man, strong and brave, you'd want him on your side There is no doubt that he can hold his own But he is full of caring love, and very little pride In him the seeds of kindness have been sown
And every time his name comes up and people speak of him They always look on him with high regard He's well liked, and his reputations never dull or grim And they heap upon him praises by the yard
When someone turns to me and asks "just who is your hero?" I do not even stop to skip a beat I proudly say with great respect "He is my dad, you know" "To me there is no one who could compete"
And so I could go on and on a talking ?bout my dad He's my hero, no doubt will always be I'm just so happy that I've had the chances that I've had To know him and to have him there for me
And if someday I am a dad and my child looks at me And in their eyes I look into my past I'll see my dad, and know that if I have lived worthily Then I will be my child's hero at last.
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