Treasure Island

JAMES T. ADAIR


FATHER'S DAY REMINDER


A mother's work is never done
A father's work is rarely appreciated or much fun
Time to let any bad feelings be undone
Father's day is coming....dear daughter or son

Here's a why to honor your father
That isn't really hard
Whether he deserves it or not
Send a card

Today is a good day to get it in the mail
Throw it in the letter bale
The postal service delivers in rain or hail
But get done early, in case they fail

Before on decent cards there is a run
Go to the store today and 'get 'er done'
But if he's not here or passed away
Remember him kindly on Father's Day

And if he's abandoned you or he was never around
Don't let him hear a complaining sound
A perfect father is rarely found
And to past hurt we should not be bound

Of father's we have each only one
From that we should not run
Father's day is a day to reach out to fogive
Father's day is a day to appreciate and to give

(because you don't really understand it's strains unless you've been a father)

Submitted: Tuesday, June 16, 2009

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