Fathers Love

I have to make life count with you Because you may be my last As every sunrise comes a new To put me in your past.. By a sacred oath I took the day You came into my life A promise that I need not pray But make in sacrifice... And be the father just below The one that sits above Watching everything you do So you will grow up loved... And the only thing that God commands Is the window to my soul Be halfway open so his hands Can be reached for me to hold... The part of me that I would give Without me thinking twice The heart in me so you may live And pass on more than life Terry WWW.WhiteLionPoetry.com