My Dad
(Author Unknown)
He's rough and lacks in etiquette Society would say. He has no classy
attributes,
To help him on his way. He's not a fancy dresser, And he's not so trimmed and neat.
With simple clothes and simple shoes,
He wears upon his feet. He doesn't belong to a club, Or drive a shiny car. And when he
takes vacations,
He does not go very far. He doesn't dine on fine cuisine, To him fast food's a treat.
And he may use a plastic fork, When it is time to eat.
He has a modest little house, But has all that he needs. He keeps his lawn cut nice
and short, He even trims his weeds.
He works long hours at his job, To make an average pay. And even if he's sick or
tired, He goes to work each day.
His job is just a factory job, His pay just makes ends meet. But, a few good friends
and family, Make his life complete.
He's not well versed in poetry, Theater or the arts. And wisdom is not something, That
he constantly imparts.
He loves the simple things in life, For riches doesn't thirst. He knows what is
important, And his family is put first.
The wealth that God has given him, To treasure in his life. A loving son and daughter,
And a very special wife.
He never has much money, And his life is not a show. But he is still the richest man,
That I will ever know.
To others he's a simple man, And fame he's never had. But he's the greatest man I
know, He also is my Dad.
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"God comes to your house, steps up to the
door and knocks. But it's up to you to let Him in." (Max Lucado; And the Angels were
Silent)
"Here I am! I stand at the door and
knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and
he with Me." Revelation 3:20
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