Always And Ever

© By Anonymous


Who was he?

That tall, handsome man who held me before I could walk
He with strong hands that applauded just as I learned to talk
Who held my bike seat and ran along side me
His strides far wider than I could even see?

Once, with a pencil, he drew the boat he rode inside...when war came and he left with the tide.

His smile was kind; his workday long; his whistle always warbled a mellow song.
Sharp was his mind; gentle his ways; kind was his heart all of his days!

I'd only known him since I arrived on this earth
He was there...loving me from the day of my birth.
Somehow, even now, I can feel him around
And I know that someday when I leave this ground
I'll see him again and he'll guide me as before
Toward our Father's heavenly home and the open door.

My Dad!

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