Fathers Day

Over the years

As we grow old, 

We remember our father

So brave and bold. 

In the garden, 

Leaning on the plow, 

He would listen to me; 

I see him now. 

He would give advice

And understand; 

He was always there

To lend a hand. 

God made fathers

Strong and firm, 

For he knew our lives

Would have great concerns. 

So he gave us fathers

To teach us to pray, 

And guide our lives, 

And show us the way. 

So on his day

Let's take the time

To say "Thanks, dad. 

I'm glad you're mine." 

Mary Frances Bogle