In all the world my Daddy is the best
Sometimes he likes to play croquet with me,
And everyday fills each moment with zest:
So that golden hours charm us with their glee.
He teaches me about Heaven and God
From the pages of our worn Bible each day,
And even though he never uses a rod
Instead Daddy teaches me how to pray.
Sometimes he teases like a little boy,
Plays the piano and sings an old hymn,
Flooding our humble abode with such joy
And say! You guessed it! My Daddy's name is Tim.
~Marian and Hilda~
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 10:30 PM UTC
In all the world my Daddy is the best
Sometimes he likes to play croquet with me,
And everyday fills each moment with zest:
So that golden hours charm us with their glee.
He teaches me about Heaven and God
From the pages of our worn Bible each day,
And even though he never uses a rod
Instead Daddy teaches me how to pray.
Sometimes he teases like a little boy,
Plays the piano and sings an old hymn,
Flooding our humble abode with such joy
And say! You guessed it! My Daddy's name is Tim.
~Marian and Hilda~
