Just Call Me …. Dad

I wrote this for my Father, what seems like now many, many years ago now. I inserted into a Christmas card for 1998.

There are no books to guide,
You along,
………….the way,
Simply said it is the loving inside,
That makes the day,
Different to all the others,
And that l know it to be there,
From Fathers,
…to their Sons and Daughters,
When moments are tough and sad,
And times feel so damningly down,
You remember that simplicity …
….Just call me
Dad.
…knowing that, my smile reappears ,
And l lose my frown.