I was a single father raising my child <br />It had been hard for quite a while. <br />Having my parents watch him during the day <br />And no other child with which to play. <br /> <br />I would walk in the door and he <br />would jump with joy, this was my little boy. <br />I would give him horsy back rides <br />And he would laugh until he cried. <br />We would play “ hide n seek” <br />And thru his fingers he would peek. <br /> <br />Then we’d run around playing tag <br />He’d laugh so hard that he would gag. <br />He had such a shrilling laugh <br />That the gasses I would pass. <br />Then he’d laugh even harder <br />This is my son, and I his father. <br /> <br />Now he is in school learning to read and write <br />And his grades are dynamite. <br />I come home from work and still <br />Make time to play. <br />And I thank GOD for him every day. <br /> <br />A father and son playing together <br />In this life what can be better? <br />It can be better when you have <br />a boy and girl to share your life. <br />The boy will go thru cuts and scrapes <br />And she will go thru satin and lace. <br /> <br />She will pick out her own dress to wear <br />And certain secrets with you she’ll share. <br />She will play with her dolls and toys <br />And capture the hearts of all the boys <br /> <br />She will become the soft side of you <br />For this is what little girls do. <br />So to all the single fathers still out there <br />This is my poem with you I’ll share. <br /> <br />Not many fathers will accept responsibilities <br />But there are some out there like you and me.<br /><br />louis rams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-single-father/
