My Dad
He's a little bit demanding,
And can be surly too,
But he's my dad and I love him.
With this poem, I'll prove it to you.
He's always there when I need him,
A sturdy rock I rely on.
But if he ever left me,
I wouldn't be able to carry on.
You see, I really love him,
And my mother too.
If you don't believe me,
Here's a little clue:
The power of the Father
Is hard to understand.
But you'll always feel it,
If he holds your hand.