My Pa

Pa

A mountain man it’s plain to see,
And simply known as “Pa” to me,
As honest as the day is long,
He’d always sing a little song.

A daddy to a little boy,
He always filled my heart with joy.
Two brothers and a sister too,
We always could depend on you.

A plain and simple working man,
and he’ll make do with what he can.
An artist with a piece of wood,
There’s not another quite as good.

And gladly would he always teach
to anyone within his reach.
And gladly would he always learn,
and so life’s secrets he’d discern.

Devoted family man is he,
a fact that you can clearly see
in all of us who love him still,
and through the ages always will.


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