To any Daddy
There are
little eyes upon you and they’re watching night and day,
There are
little ears that quickly take in everything you say,
There are
little hands all eager to do everything you do,
And a little
boy who’s dreaming, of the day he’ll be like you
You’re the
little fellow’s idol; you’re the wisest of the wise,
In his mind
about you, no suspicions ever arise
He believes
in you devoutly – holds that all you say and do
He will say
and do in your way, when he’s grown up just like you
There’s a
wide eyed little fellow, who believes you’re always right
And his ears
are always open and he watches day and night,
You are
setting an example every day in all you do
For the
little boy whose waiting, to grow up to be like you.
I noticed a
man in the congregation one Sunday Morning, who had not attended for a long
time, while shaking hands as he left, I said I was pleased to see him.
“It’s all
down to Johnny”, he said, pointing to a boy by his side.
We always
send the children to church, but last “Sunday” Johnny was rebellious and said,
he was not going to church, he wanted to play.
I insisted
that he was to go. “Very well “he said
reluctantly.
I’ll go now,
but when I grow up to be a man, I’ll stay at home, smoke and read the paper
like daddy. Now I was not sure that
would be best for Johnny, I didn’t want him to grow up like Father was, so I am
coming to church now.
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