Here’s to the Fathers!!

Here’s to the fathers who’s big money dreams Die in the corner while their baby screams; But without anger, dread or regrets, they comfort the child and hold him close to their chest. And as the child grows they grow with them too, learning a depth that they never knew; And soon they are older, their hair slightly gone, chasing two children around the front lawn.

Or car pooling teams to little league games, and buying them hamburgers after it rains; They mend broken dolls and fix broken wheels, they cringe when their daughter tries her first pair of heels. They reach in their pockets but never keep count, they pay dearly for parenthood, awful amounts; They postpone their plans to sail across the seas, instead they sing Barney and bandage skinned knees.


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