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What Makes A Dad



God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, The warmth of a summer sun,,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 19 September 2006
Author: unknown
Rating: 3.7/5 (6 votes cast)
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What Makes A Dad
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,

The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad

-unknown -

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