My Father

There is an old man Who i hold dear to me He grew me up right And tried to make my life easy He gave me everything he could And the calluses on his hands Show the proof Hes gone most of the day And he works his fingers to the bone To provide food and make this house a home This man is not only my father But he is my best friend When I have troubles in my life I run to him He is always there for me Even when we dont agree He is a very important part In our family He is the rock That our home is founded on I hate to think that One day he could be gone But he buried his love Deep into our hearts And forever he will live on By Joshua Lloyd