Father's Voice

(Don't take what you have for granted)    



I found myself sitting in a park
One evening approaching dark



While observing a retiring sun
Slowly slipping into the horizon



My thoughts began to wander
Over a dad that was never had



When I heard a father raise a voice to his son
My thoughts suddenly went asunder



The little boy frowned
As these words I found



Young man, if only you knew
I would give up a year



To be able to hear
My father's voice



For you have experienced
What some can only imagine 



So don't be sad
Go to bed glad



Sleep warm and know
There is safety all around



Wake up tomorrow grateful
Look at your father and smile



And know that nothing
Can compare to or measure to him



He is a pillar of safety and refuge
For you, that man would lay down his life



(Don't take what you have for granted)    



And when you are grown
Sitting in a park one day like me



Look back on what forever you'll own
A priceless experience



Oh little boy, 
How I long to tell you these things



(Don't take what you have for granted)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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