When God made a Father
He took his strength
from the wisdom of a bee
From his sons and daughters
He made a tree
When there was nothing more to add,
He named this masterpiece
A Dad
Like an eagle so high he always flies
To spread with love he lives or dies
He was complete, with hands and eyes
Now he has his own Family
When money runs out of his hand
And the time came to reach the end
His wife just didn't undertand
The power of the eagle's flight,
was shot with her arrows at night.


He looked around the place he had
Those he raised with tenderness and love
are now sleeping in others bed
Every body is now leaving him alone
For the past over 20 years are gone
The strength of a mountain,
And The majesty of a tree,
Had so much to sufer
Before he could realy see.
The wisdom of the modern ages,
The generous soul of nature,
When there was not more money to add,
The father of a loyal family
was nothing but a real

Dead