He taught me how to ride a bike

and babysat my dolls,

He played tea party, he played house,

he protected me from harm.

He put himself in danger’s path

when he taught me how to drive.

He showed me how to pay my bills,

love the Lord and testify.

A smile would spread upon his face

when he saw his children win.

He planted seeds in our lives

to shield our souls from sin.

As we grew and birthed our own,

he stood like a redwood tree.

He held these brand new lives in his hands

and spoke blessing over each Legacy.

Daily we honor his walk in life

by the things we do and say

to spread a bit of his light and love

to those we meet each day.

Happy Father’s Day!

(In memory of C. Young)

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