Saturday, June 17, 2006

Ode to My Dad

Dad,
I couldn't figure out what I like most about you, your wonderful poems or all the dad jokes so I decided to combine the two for this very special (drum role)...
Ode to My Dad
(on Father's Day)

It makes me glad to call you Dad...

A dad by any other name but "my Dad" would not smell as sweet...

Roses are red, violets are blue, you are my Dad and I love you...

It's a good time, for the great taste of McDadders...

I love my Dad in the springtime, I love my Dad in the fall, I love my Dad in the summer when it sizzles and I love my dad in the winter when it drizzels. I love my Dad every moment, every moment of the year. I love my Dad, why oh why do I love my Dad? Because his love is near...

I Love you Daddy

1 comment:

The Dad said...

Hey Ape,

Thank you for the "lyric poem usually marked by exaltation of feeling
and style, varying length of line, and complexity of stanza forms" ...
uh, I mean "ode".

It was very sweet (not a guy word) and thoughtful. I have read and
enjoyed it several times.

And I love you too, bunches oodles and gobs!

The Dad, Pipa, etc, etc