dad
Happy birthday, 45 years!
Yet so much more to come.
You are my dad, my coach, and my mom.
Oh how much I love you,
words can't express.
You are my dad and the best in the world.
I might have been the most expensive kid around
But trust me my love for you is profound
Through hardships and sadness, you're always here.
A shoulder to cry on whenever I shed many tears.
Your jokes make me laugh so hard I can't breathe.
You are my dad that no one can steal.
Driving me around, throughout the whole town,
you are tired and sleepy, yet your smile is so sweet.
Full of rainbows and sunshine,
you're always so bright,
you bring me joy and happiness,
with every might.
The sacrifices you have made
Day after day
To be the best father,
that god could create
I'm glad you are the man, i can proudly call my dad,
You have always been my hero
and will always be the man,
whom I'll love forever.
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