I looked to him for answer's. I looked to
him for praise. I asked him many questions.
He filled my childhood days.
He's always been there for me, and
comforted me when I was sad. Showed me the
right way, and corrected me when I was bad.
With gentle hands he led me. Helped me up
when I fell. He showed me love and
kindness. I was his Easter bell.
He knew when to stand back and just watch
me grow. Knowing too soon the time had come
when he had to let me go.
God has blessed me dearly. I would like to
shake his hand. For giving me a loving
father who is also a great man.

Jessica Jean Boyd

Copyright �2006 Jessica Jean Boyd(Poetry.com)

Dedicated to my Dad

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