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Or even tell a lie,
Teach my son, My little one
That hearts are not a toy.
And as I held, your little hand,
We softly spoke, this little prayer,
By ending with AMEN.
And as I said I love you son,
You heard me say goodnight,
I pulled the covers to your chest,
And felt you breath, In peaceful rest.
And as I watched you... deep in sleep,
You never said a word,
But from your heart ❤️,
Down deep inside,
These are the words I heard.
You said to me, That you're so glad,
To have me here with you,
Keep in mind, I need you to.. cause
I LOVE YOU DEAR OLD DAD,
Ditto
On Tue, Jun 25, 2024, 6:36 PM Thomas Birley <authoreditor99@gmail.com> wrote:
And as I saw your little face,
Dosing off, and into space
You got a book, and brought it back,
It was the one called Quack And Mac.
You climbed upon, your daddy's knee,
I read to you, You read to me.
And when the clock, was striking nine,
Mommy's snacks were right on time,
A glass of milk, A cookie cake,
A little Debbie that she baked.
Then mommy said go brush your teeth,
Get in bed, and go to sleep.
And as I lay you down to sleep,
We prayed the Lord, Our ❤️ hearts to
keep.
Your eyes were closed, Your heart was true,
I can't believe, how much you grew.
I said I thank you deeply Lord,
For my little Joy,
So keep him safe, and teach him right,
Not to be a selfish boy.
Teach him things, Like not to steal
On Tue, Jun 25, 2024, 6:24 PM Thomas Birley <authoreditor99@gmail.com> wrote:
And as the clock was striking 8
Your little head was gaining weight
I got your Jamey's from your drawer,
You dropped your britches to the floor,
You lift your legs to get inside,
Micky Mouse, PJ's of pride.
On Tue, Jun 25, 2024, 6:20 PM Thomas Birley <authoreditor99@gmail.com> wrote:
And then a game, of hide and seek,
Behind the couch, I saw you peek.
I said I see you, Timmy boy,
You smiled and laughed, and grabbed a toy.
It was a slinky, Then a car,
Then some Legos in a jar.
Then some monkey's on a string,
Your G.I. Joe... you gave a fling.
Written 03-05-2010. Poem
Title: I LOVE YOU DEAR OLD DAD
Àuthor of also, The Story Of Quack And Mac/ 2000 pending to date
Author/editor/illustrator
Thomas Le Birley/ copyright protected,
I LOVE YOU DEAR OLD DAD
I sang a song for you today
And in my mind I saw you play
You sang a song, of little lamb,
I held you close, then touched your hand.
I smiled at you, You winked at me,
I laughed at you, You laughed at me,
I softly sang of A,B,C's
You sang along, and went to Z
Skipping R,Q,S, and P.
You made me think of nursery rhythms
You grabbed your book, I read a line.
It was the words of Sam I Am,
That you confused with a little lamb,
You giggled, laughed, and cutely grinned,
We laughed so hard, at eggs and ham.
I pulled you close, You gave me hugs,
You kissed my cheek, To show your love.
I Shed a tear, A silent cry,
You touched my face, Then wiped my eye.
Then you ran into a room
To ride a horse, 🐴 And grabbed Mom's broom.
And when she said to put it back
Or you won't get a bedtime snack,
You looked at her, Then looked at me,
As I heard her, count to three.
And then a game, of hide and seek