Dad

Mostly anyone thinks his or her dad is the greatest.
Growing up with this man, I came to realize through
the years he is the greatest man on earth, and no one
has a dad like mine.  
One who seems to be afraid of nothing, a man who challenges
all obstacles in life to learn something now.
He has a heart as big as his two hundred and some pound frame.
Through the laugher and a firm hand when I stepped out of line, he
taught me the values of a nurturing family and the virtues of life.
So by all accounts, my dad is the greatest on earth.
Why, we are not father and son by blood.
He took me into his house when no one else wanted me and
raised me as his son.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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