Fine Floyd
You're a fine man.
You have peeled your exterior
to reveal polished gold
Never holding out
Never growing old.
You're a fine man.
You have held out your hands
and fit both of mine in your palm
You laugh in constant good nature
and carry with you an infinite calm.
You're a fine man.
You have taught me as a father
and slipped me under your wing
Protected and secure and happy
as a child's ever been.
You're a fine man.
You have left a legacy of giving
and received much happiness too
I'm a fortunate girl in a million ways
and one of the ways is you...
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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