On My Daddy's Knee
As a little bitty tike
I ‘d laugh and shout with glee
when I could spend some quality time
on my Daddy’s knee.
He could always make me giggle
from way down deep inside.
And sparkle in adoring eyes
my daddy could not hide.
I felt so loved and cherished
as I sat there happily
Yes, times were oh, so precious
on my daddy’s knee
I grew up from my childhood
and now I am a man.
But memories from years ago
are still at my command
He’s gone and lives with Jesus ---
He left some years ago.
His spirit lovingly watches me
as through this life I go.
I know he still remembers
time spent contentedly ---
Him sitting there so proudly
with me upon his knee.
Yes, I know my daddy watches
And I know he’s proud of me ---
As I now spend time so precious
on my FATHER’S knee.
Author’s comment:
Abba Father, Your knees have been a joyful haven for generations of daddies.
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