by Carl Johnson
If you are ill, I will cure you.
I will make you well again.
I will nurse you and ensure you
Have health that will not end.
A house for you I’ll build,
That your mother makes a home.
I will keep it cheerily filled
With a family to call your own.
I will put food on your table,
Wholesome, fresh and hot.
As far as I am able
You will have what I did not.
Should danger try to find you,
I will stand firm in its way.
You can put all fears behind you.
I am with you night and day.
I’ll forever be your Dad.
You can always count on me.
I will never make you sad.
I will keep you safe and free.
And when from this life to the next I go,
I will still guard you every day.
I will ever be you father, you know.
Your Dad will never go away.