Each letter ...
My Father’s little girl I was born to be
The meaning of love he did bring to me
And as I reflect on what be taught
FATHER becomes real in all he brought
In ways often magical he would proclaim
Each letter what was to be in love’s claim
And so it is in reflection this day with grace
I live what in heart he did lovingly place…
Faith and frivolity
Awareness and aspiration
Truth and treasure
Harmony and honor
Exchange and evolution
Righteousness and reflection
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY
Ever your little girl,
Rose Marie
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