Lee Smith

A Strong Bond

My dad has always been the man,
Always there to lend a hand.

He taught me how to ride a bike.
I had some brutal falls, which I did not like.

Without my father, I could never ski,
I would sit at home like a stump and watch TV.

When I was three, he developed my love of baseball,
Which is now my favorite love of all.

In grade school he taught me how to read,
And that turned out to be a great deed.

At twelve, he led me up Tuckerman Ravine,
The mile deep crevasses are new to any teen.

My dad has been by my side for sixteen years.
His wise words of wisdom deserve some cheers.

Recently he taught me how to drive,
And thank God I am still alive.


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