Fathers Who Didn’t Have A Dad

             Fathers DAY

There’s no sweeter mystery than a son.

You hold him, fast asleep in your arms,

Wonder what he’s dreaming

At play his imagination takes him

Someplace you can’t quite follow.

 His interests, talents take shape,

You can only guess what he’s thinking.

You look at the man he’s grown up to be.

Amazing  how everything came

 Together to make him who he is.

 You see in him much you hoped for,

So much you never could have dreamed

 It’s all a part of your love for him.

It’s all part of why you’re so proud

To have him for a son on Father’s Day.

 He’s smart, successful, independent  too,

 Like a golf ball he mostly fly’s right,

It’s flights voyage never boring

 It’s not just heredity.

Nagging had something to do with it too.  

KARLWALLACE