Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Ode to Dad

He keeps watch over the kids So we can go out. He never makes fuss, Not even a pout. He takes us for ice cream Each Monday night. He puts smiles on faces, He makes everything right. He works very hard. He gets the job done. He never complains. He's A number One. Thanks a whole bunch For all that you do. I hope that you know How much we love you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Great poem. I just realized that I never got to see you again. We just got back. Call me or something......

~Jody