Sunday, March 9, 2014

My Bob

He was a sailor in the Navy

And an gunner in a plane

He was a fireman to the rescue

He held a lantern for the train

He drove a truck upon the highways

He planted seed on his father's farm

He braved the weather without question

To feed the horses in our barn

But with all the work he tendered

In all the years this man has had

His greatest days are what he accomplished

And at his best he is a dad

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