Fields of Blessings on Father’s Day On Father’s Day we take the time To turn our thoughts to dad Thank him for the home he gave For all the things we had. We think about the fleeting years Too quickly, gone for good It seems like only yesterday I’d go back if I could. A time when dad was always there No matter what the weather Always strong when things went wrong He held our lives together. He strived so hard from day to day And never once complained With steady hands, he worked the land And kept the family name. He taught us that hard work pays off You reap just what you sow He said that if you tend your crops Your field will overflow. My harvest has been bountiful He taught me how to give In his firm and steadfast way He taught me how to live. Dad dwells among the angels now He left us much too soon He glides across a golden field Above the harvest moon. I see him in the fields of grain He rides upon the wind When my path is beaten down He picks me up again. ~ Marilyn Ferguson ©2003 ~ Echoes Of The Heart
Posted on: Sun, 16 Jun 2013 20:57:11 +0000
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