Anybody in the world can make babies.
It takes a father to always be there, no maybes.
From before they are born, to the day that he dies.
The first he has sees them, is the first time he cries.
Every year that passes, his eyes fill will joy.
Surprised from he is much he learns from his little girl and boy.
As they get older, he is there shoulder to lean on,
He teaches them discipline,respect and how to be strong.
Soon enough they will be full grown.
Married, and have kids of their own.
He will be proud for everything hes done.
Because he knows he will be loved and remembered even when hes gone….
This poem was written/submitted by Chelsea Ann Cruz.