My Daddy, My Hero

He wasn't a hero

Known by the world,

But hero he was

To his little girl.

My daddy was God ,

How knew all things.

And better than Santa,

With the gifts he'd brought.

I knew his voice 

before I could speak ,

And and love it when

He would sing me to sleep.

He he changed my diapers

And set up all night

When my body was weak

And I'd put up a fight.

He'd come home late

With not much to say

And made us all kneel

As he taught me to pray.

He taught me life's lessons

From right to wrong

And instilled in me values

That I should be strong.

And over the years,

Like a hero, he stood.

Working to give

All that he could 

And so, dear Dad, 

My best memory to recall.

Is the gift of your presence,

The greatest gift of all.