Childhood memories warm and bright,

sit beside the fire light.

Knelt beside our chairs in prayer,

Thankful that each one was there.

listened to our father's words

gentle love was what we heard.

wisdom spoken from his heart

vowed in silence not to part

Listen to the still small voice

try to make the wisest choice

ask in prayers both night and morn.

to guide us safely through each storm.

Never stray from paths of truth

make wise decisions in our youth

love each one with tender hearts

to judge someone, we'll not take part.

help each struggle along lifes path

never show unrighteous rath

love our Savior above all else

the greatest of eternal wealth

rising from our knees in tears

we are relieved of all our fears

We know our Father has heard his plea

To bless his children at his knee.

Now this I say each day in prayer

Please bless my father with thy care

Help him know how blessed we've been

to have a father just like Him.

~*By Shirley Winters*~