My dad worked hard the best man I knew
He never took a sick day and was there for us too
Thank you Dad for teaching me how to ride my bike
On windy days you taught me how to fly a kite

We went fishing, golfing and played ball
Right from the start you taught me how to crawl
As I grew older I helped you best I could
We tore out that old tree you told me that we would

You were supportive at all my games
I was so proud that you came
How can I thank you for all that you’ve done?
Except to say “I Love You,” we always had lots of fun

You took us to church and taught us how to pray
You knelt down with us at bedtime I just want to convey
All the respect and gratitude I have for you
You let me have my dreams and encouraged me to pursue

Today is your Special Day Dad “Happy Father’s Day.”
© Joyce Ann Geyer

For where two or three come together in my name,
there am I with them.
Matthew 18:20

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Song Title ~ Daddy's Hands ~
June 2006