Father, father, someone who shares
someone who shows how much he cares,
someone who’s there to dry my tears
and keeps reminding me, not to fear.
Father, father, with big strong arms
strong arms to keep me warm,
someone to protect me from all harm
even in the strongest storm
When life’s burdens get so heavy
he is always ready,
to give me the comfort that I need
that keeps my mind so steady.
Father, I hope that one day soon
you will take me to the moon,
oh, isn’t that funny?
or, is it sunny?
I love you father, very much
thanks for all that you have done,
and I hope that one day soon
I will be a good father, just like you.
“Shalom”, Terrence Barret
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