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Sweet Daddy
Heaven sent, a limited gift
Bandaged wounds
The scars are all gone
Undivided love
He provides and shares his time
Work is never important
more than the children
The home he keeps wet and polished
He is not blind, he just cannot see
Everything will come into play
The cure to obstinacy is patience
A sweet daddy knows it
He chooses his words
He doesn't act as warlords
Like a cotton tree in the middle
of the forest, he prevails
Hike or bike, he is there
Family is not only by blood
What keeps the flood
out is love and good
motives; He will get better
Too many scales to remove
Where is the knife?
Even if there is no loyal wife
The home doesn't run dry
He knows how to sing and fry
Tender dad, tender touch
Irreplaceable dad, exceeding love.
© Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)
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