He rejoiced in another son,
For I was not the only one;
He gladly led me all the way,
Dad taught me true, that I’d not stray.
Day by day Dad taught me well,
And picked me up when I fell.
He watched over me, that is true;
Thank you, O God, that father knew.
Though sometimes he was far away,
My love for him did always stay.
He helped me much whene’er he could;
Just like I know a father would.
He was my dad and friend indeed,
And always there in joy or need.
There was so much he gave to me,
And showed me what true love should be.
He still taught, though I was grown,
A wealth of knowledge he had shown,
I would not ask for another;
I know I had the best father.
A lot of time he spent with me,
Precious time, and all so free,
We shared and cared for one another;
Thank you, O God, for my father.
© 2019 Steve McLeod.