All his life, she’d been
Likened to his Dad
A chip off the old block
Birds of a feather
Two sides of the same coin
And just the other day
He was asked
How are you different to your Dad?
He replied that he hoped
In as fewer ways as
possible
All his life, she’d been
Likened to his Dad
A chip off the old block
Birds of a feather
Two sides of the same coin
And just the other day
He was asked
How are you different to your Dad?
He replied that he hoped
In as fewer ways as
possible
On Father's Day, I want to give my Dad
The very best present
that I can get
One that he wants more
than anything
But I can't afford to
move out yet
I love celebrating Father's day
With my sons and
daughters
Though I do realize it can cause
Confusion in certain quarters
Surprise your dad on Father’s Day
Asking him for advice
should do it
And if you really want
to surprise him
You should actually
accept it
Don’t forget dad on Father’s Day
A bottle of something
I think
And just remember that
it is you
That drives him to drink
I feel his hand on my shoulder
Reassuringly
When
I am unsure of myself
Or
hesitant
I
see him watch me sagely
When
I seek enlightenment
I
see him smile with pride
When
I succeed
Or
with head inclined to comfort
When
I fail
He
is with me late at night
Watching
Bogey and Bacall
I
see his reflection on the lake
When
I am fishing
And
I hear him cheering loudly
Whenever
we beat Australia
His
smile sustains me
His
words engage me
His
strength supports me
His
compassion inspires me
I
shared joy with him
When
my children were born
And
sorrow when
My
mother passed away
He
stood behind me
In
church on my wedding day
And
beside me
At
the reception when we toasted
At
quiet moments I detect
The
fragrance of old spice
Or
the acrid tell tale aroma
Of
his pipe tobacco
He
is with me now
As
I write these words
Though
he has been dead
For nearly thirty years
I love celebrating Father's day
With
my sons and daughters
Though I do realize it can cause
Confusion in certain quarters
Surprise your dad on Father’s Day
Asking him for advice should do it
And if you really want to surprise him
You should actually accept it
Don’t forget dad on Father’s Day
A
bottle of something I think
And
just remember that it is you
That
drives him to drink
Mums have Mother’s Day
Dad's have Father’s Day
Single girls have Valentine’s Day
Single men have Palm Sunday
I really wish I’d known my dad at a time before
He
had to experience all the sufferings of war
A
time when he was still footloose and fancy-free
A
time when he was not yet trapped by poverty
I
wish I’d know him while he still had his ideals
And
life had not ground him beneath its heels
Before
he was weighed down by responsibilities
The
joys and burdens which come with families
I
wish I’d known him before life had made him sad
When
he was young and when he was jack the lad
At
a time when it was not yet possible to trace
Where
life’s hardships had been etched in his face
I
wish I’d known dad when he was young and bold
Before
the cancers grip had really taken hold
I
wish I’d really known him before his early end
I
think I would have liked to have called him friend