He's just a face, a strong right arm
that comes and goes throughout the days.
Your Daddy keeps us both from harm.
My ever-present mummy says.
I know him now. I know his name.
He's Daddy and he's big and strong
and in my heart he lights a flame
and in my eyes he does no wrong.
Now as the years go on and on,
things aren't the way they used to be.
Dad now depends upon his son,
but stays a hero still for me.
But now my dad has gone away
and left behind the lessons taught.
He died. There's nothing else to say
except to share this final thought.
Your dad comes with a guarantee
a 'love you for a lifetime' clause.
But read the small print carefully
as it's for his lifetime, not yours.