Gary and I have both lost our Dads. We both believe in life after death, talking to spirit and that our dads do visit us. This week we both have felt my Dad around and that makes this fathers day a little more meaningful.
So for all the Dads, whither they’re still here with us or they’re only with us in spirit, I offer these words. A poem I’ve always loved and says it all.
What Makes a Dad
The GreatSpirits took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then the GreatSpirits combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
And knew the masterpiece was complete,
And this was called … My Dad.
~ Author Unknown!
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