The call of “Daddy!” rings off of the walls
like a lullaby,
that sweet melody of a child’s voice playing a tune straight
into a man’s heart-
few feelings match the power in that single word….
few roles match the importance of it…
few words can describe the joy in it-
a kid’s first hero,
first buddy..
the call of “Daddy” resonates like a hymn,
that sweet melody dancing around the heart
like a symphony,
the word itself carrying the strength of simple
love,
admiration,
and respect-
to love a father is to love the power within-
to love a father is to gain an understanding of who
we are-
to be a father is to kindle a fire within a child’s heart,
a torch to bear through the brightest and darkest of days,
a spark that will ignite the passions of the world-
few feelings match the power in it,
few roles match the importance of it…
few words can describe the joy in it*