Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Daddy Means Love

I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer and reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare

You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines

Years of work and worry had left their mark behind

I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight

And patted my back for something done right

There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man

But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand

There was always love in daddy's hands

I remember daddy's hands workin' till they bled

Sacrifised unselfishly just to keep us all fed

If I could do things over, I'd live my life again

And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands...

3 comments:

Rana said...

Professionalism and precision means Mrs. Rawya Shatila

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