My genius daughter wrote me a poem for Father's day. Here it is in all of it glory. Of course I could not read it all the way through without crying which my kids think is very funny to watch me cry.
To my Father
From infancy you held me,
From infancy you clothed me,
You are the one who helped me see
Who I truly was going to be.
In confusion you help me understand,
In sickness your hand were on my head.
You are my teacher, leader, provider, and friend.
I know you will help me to the end.
No matter how much I must learn
No matter how much my life will turn
You will be my teach,leader, provider and friend
And your fatherhood will have no end.
Julianne Pulsipher
To my Father
From infancy you held me,
From infancy you clothed me,
You are the one who helped me see
Who I truly was going to be.
In confusion you help me understand,
In sickness your hand were on my head.
You are my teacher, leader, provider, and friend.
I know you will help me to the end.
No matter how much I must learn
No matter how much my life will turn
You will be my teach,leader, provider and friend
And your fatherhood will have no end.
Julianne Pulsipher
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