If you ever met my father
Surprised I know you’d be
Yes he thinks that there’s no other
That’s half as good as me.
Well my brother makes his “A” list too
Which many can often see
Still I’m his special daughter
Just as precious as can be.
Now both little league and soccer
Are games my brother and I play
Yet Mom most often must take us
For daddy’s at work or away.
I tell Father just what happened
And come close to the final score
Still when I mention of how well I played
I might add a little more.
There’s no doubt our daddy loves us
And you can see it in his eyes
Yet there are times we don’t get what we want
But I do know daddy tries.
We thank the Lord for our daddy
So special to my brother and me
Yes and we pray for the many children
That have no father to see!
Roy E. Schepp