I've heard it said a child's belief
In God is based upon
The kind of man his father is;
Conclusions that are drawn
If that is true, it would, indeed,
Explain so many things
And why, for some, mistrust and fear
Are ropes to which they cling
But as for me, I stand as one
Whom Providence has blessed
For to God's Wisdom, Love and Grace
I fully can attest
For by an act of Goodness
I have yet to comprehend,
The one God chose to guide my life
Became my dearest friend
This man, not given much to words...
Uncomfortable with talk
Was no doubt unaware of eyes
That focused on his 'walk'
A man who never asked for praise
For doing what was right
From day to day 'showed up'
And gave his all, with all his might
He willingly released his own ambitions,
Dreams and goals
So that, in time to come,
We'd find our own respective roles
And all the things imbued in him...
Steadfastness, truth, and more,
Are attributes possessed by God,
And on my Dad, were poured
But one thing stands above all else;
One thing I know that's true
His brand of love, though sometimes tough,
Is what has seen me through
And though it's true
I haven't always lived out what was taught,
He set the guideposts for my life
Those principles...I caught
Is God Love? Does He exist?
And can there proof be had?
I have to look no further
Than the man who is my Dad
Paula Dagnel
6-10-07
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