Strong arms for support,
to uphold when it’s needed.
Strong hands for the guidance,
to correct and conduce.
The voice, at times stern tho’ never austere,
serves to encourage, to advise, to inspire.
The eyes are observant,
perceptive and thoughtful.
They show kindness, concern, and are known to smile.
The stride is sure, the energy tireless,
working each day to provide for his own.
The manner is quiet, just slightly reserved.
The love runs beneath, its current is strong.
These are parts of your character,
of things I’ve perceived.
I’m pleased you’re my father
just so you would know.
I wanted to tell you
and speak best when I write.
Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.