Father of Mine
Father of mine, all you have done
Ever since I could remember
All the days, all the fun
From Jaunrary to December
Your time and your love
Your sacrfice and your time
When you give a gentle shove
All to help me climb
This is just a taste
for you have done for me
That your is not misplaced
You have helped me be
Oh father of mine I love you
For all that you do.
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