Fathers Day
We give dad this special day, this one-day of the year.
We laugh and joke and spend till we're broke, until the end of the day draws near.
Then tomorrow's just another day and we cast old dad aside, chalk it up as we did our best
or at least we tried.
I think this year should be different, we should celebrate fathers day no more!
Instead of giving dad one special day of the year, give him the other three hundred and sixty four!
For all fathers want the same from their kids, including our father above.
It can't be hand sewn nor bought in a store; it's called the gift of love.
Written by: Roy A.McGill
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