We had a lot of fun celebrating Daddy's birthday! I found this poem that reminds me of him. We love you, Daddy!
WHEN FATHER PRAYS
When father prays he doesn't use
The words the preacher does;
There's different things for different days -
But mostly it's for us.
When father prays the house is still,
His voice is slow and deep.
We shut our eyes, the clock ticks loud,
So quiet we must keep.
He prays that we will be good (girls and) boys
And later on, good (women and) men;
And later on, good (women and) men;
And then we squirm, and think we won't
Have any quarrels again.
You'd never think to look at Dad
He once had tempers, too.
I guess if Father needs to pray,
We youngsters surely do.
Sometimes the prayer gets very long
And hard to understand,
And then I wiggle up quite close,
And let him hold my hand.
I can't remember all of it -
I'm little yet, you see;
But one thing I cannot forget -
My father prays for me.
--Unknown
posted by Sydnee Rose
Oh, what a loving birthday celebration! What wonderful pictures you have posted! I like all the pictures but the one of your Mommy and Daddy is very special. What a beautiful
ReplyDelete"Father Prayer" poem. Where did you find such a lovely poem? I hope everyone is doing well. If I remember correctly, you still have another month of winter weather left.
Everyone stay warm and toastie!
Jill Andrews- Living in the Desert
I found the poem in a book called "Poems for Patriarchs" we bought from Vision Forum.
ReplyDeleteLooks like the birthday celebration was a lot of fun! Your dad must have felt very special and loved.
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