For Juan Carlos, with all my best wishes
Most nights daddy came to school,
To learn the golden rule.
He knew what he had to do,
So he did it all for you.
You are his joy and his love,
You are his little dove.
The happiness you give to your dad,
Makes him quite a lad.
He grew up over night we all could see,
To be the father that he should be.
And now he walks around with pride,
And a joy in his heart that he cannot hide.
For you fill your daddy's life with everything,
And all the angel can do is sing.
For there is so much love everywhere,
For to him and your mother you are so dear.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
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