Having a Good Father
How lucky to have had so good a father! On us his warm, unstinting sun long shone. We were, of his hardworking life, the center, Loved for the pure joy of love alone. Uncanny are the requisites of pleasure, Coming as they do within the will. Knowing well where lay his greatest treasure, Years on years of love he labored still. HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU I CAN’T SAY How much I love you I can't say: It's more than words can hold. You're all at once my rich, red clay, My potter and my mold. Yours the words that shaped my voice, The spirit within mine. Yours the will that shaped my choice, My fortune, and my sign. How lucky I was to have had you At the core of me! Wise and good, you always knew Just what I could be. And so I came to be someone Whom I could be proud of. For this I give my swollen sum Of gratitude and love. I DO NOT SEE YOU OFTEN I do not see you often, but I see you every day. I've taken you along with me As I have grown away. We tal
