He never met a stranger;
From his life, kind deeds did flow.
His smile revealed tenderness...
The dad I didn't know.
He always loved my mother,
From her words, I found it so.
His friends thought so much of him...
The dad I didn't know.
He abruptly died one morning,
From a heart that just let go;
His children felt cheated of...
The dad they didn't know.
He was loved by so many,
From good seed he made to grow.
His picture is all I have,
The dad I didn't know.
* * *
O' God, may I love my kids,
In the time that's mine below,
Like the love I so wanted from
The dad I didn't know.
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