My Dad

My dad is really very tall Next to him I’m kind of small The one thing I most recall With dad I never felt short at all. My dad has a voice that’s very loud It can be heard in any crowd Distinct and clear, one not to shroud I inherited it and we’re both proud. Both of my parents liked to sing Sharing the joy that music brings And from my dad I learned one thing The rhythm of music is a good feeling. My dad, he also likes to dance Nothing too special, kind of a prance If you stopped and took a glance He’d be feeling the music in almost a trance. My dad will offer his good advice Only if needed without thinking twice The wisdom he has is really nice With the integrity to more than suffice. My dad’s always been so proud of me With so much confidence and surety In anything I wanted to do or be Keeping me inspired, Thank you daddy! Florence McMillian (Flo)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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