He never looked for praises
He was never one to boast
He just quietly working
For the ones he loved the most
His dreams were seldom spoken
His want were very few
And most of the time his worries went unspoken too
He was a firm foundation
Though all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold on to
In time of stress and strife
A true friend we could turn to
When times were good or bad
One of our greatest blessing
That man we called
Dad