There's a special kind of thought that comes
when I think about you, my father....
Thinking about all the butterflies and bright mountains we've seen together
Brings a place of peace and safety found only with you.....
There is a special kind of love meant for you alone
A love that cannot be defined or explained....
There is a special kind of place in my
Mind that only you can own....
I love the times spent simply chatting
I never know where the hours go....
When you forgo on your duties and demands
To meet me and take me to our place....
Never a harsh word for all my needs
Or a complaint just a gentle kiss....
I often think there can be no other place
Found on earth quite like this....
The arms of the man who loves me
as a father are my heaven....
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