I love Dad because he likes to fool around —
He tickles, hugs, and wrestles with me.

I love Dad because he always talks fun
And holds me tight every time we take a walk.

I love Dad for the gentle way he kisses my cheek;
It’s funny, sometimes, how my tears flow.

Smiling tears, happy and satisfied without a care
Make me love him even more than before.

Little son, Father once clung & grasped just like that
But one day you will end up balling out your eyes,

Because strong love when separated is hard to bear
Think it over again, son, and set yourself right.