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Post by vimala on Jun 15, 2008 11:48:57 GMT 5.5
God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, The warmth of a summer sun, The calm of a quiet sea, The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of night, The wisdom of the ages, The power of the eagle's flight, The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed, The patience of eternity, The depth of a family need, Then God combined these qualities, When there was nothing more to add, He knew His masterpiece was complete, And so, He called it ... Dad
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Post by vimala on Jun 15, 2008 11:50:12 GMT 5.5
Luv You Dad
My life is all urs Nothing compares to u. I always thank god , to have dad like u. Life is a struggle, I take it light, As i have u by my side. What I am today is all because of u, Nothing gonna change my love for u. U are the one who hold my fingure, And make me stand What life is all about You make me understand You always give me a reason to smile I?m blessed because I am having You and Mama by my side.
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Post by vimala on Jun 15, 2008 11:52:30 GMT 5.5
What is a Dad? A Dad is a person who is loving and kind, And often he knows what you have on your mind. He's someone who listens, suggests, and defends - A dad can be one of your very best friends! He's proud of your triumphs, but when things go wrong, A dad can be patient and helpful and strong. In all that you do, a Dad's love plays a part - There's always a place for him deep in your heart. And each year that passes, you're even more glad, More grateful and proud just to call him your dad!
A Father Means…. A Father means so many things... An understanding heart, A source of strength and support Right from the very start. A constant readiness to help in a kind and thoughtful way. With encouragement and forgiveness No matter what comes your way. A special generosity and always affection, too A Father means so many things When he's a man like you...
What Makes a Dad? The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed, The patience of eternity, The depth of a family need, Then God combined these qualities, And there was nothing more to add, He knew his masterpiece was complete, And He called it - Dad.
Fathers Day??? When all the children have grown and gone, Which memories of Father will linger on? Will it be the times he dried their tears, Held them close and calmed their fears?
The way he always found the time To read their favorite nursery rhyme, Over and over, time and time again, Until they knew it, beginning to end.
The sleepless nights with an ailing child, Father stays there all the while, Ministering love with healing hands, Spinning tales of faraway lands.
What memories will follow them as they go? All of these, and more I know. But most important, can they say, "I had a Father who loved to pray".
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