J a c k   S a n s o n

17 May 07

Dad,

How much I love you, I can't say,
It's more than words can hold.
You're all at once my rich, red clay,
My potter and my mold.
Yours the words that shaped my voice,
The spirit within mine.
Yours the will that shaped my choice,
My fortune and my sign.

How lucky I was to have had you,
At the core of me !
Wise and good, you always knew,
Just what I could be.

And so I came to be someone,
Whom I could be proud of.
For this I give my swollen sum,
Of gratitude and love.

Happy Father's Day !

With Love,
Cathy, Your 3 Daughters,
3 G'sons & 3 G'daughters

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