With love, from Dad, Sean, Scott, Sarah

I go outside to these things I”ll see,

A life of pain, not simple or free.

I walk, and wonder what I’ll be,

If I get old as the sea.

There was a time I was just a seed,

I grew and grew to become me.

The day will come when it’s all done,

I’ll leave behind a daughter, a son, and a son.

I will laugh, you’ll hear no cry,

There is no time to sit and die.

What will they think of, my children,

These three?

That I love them all, one, two, three,

I have a girl, a boy, and a boy,

Every day they bring me joy.

There was a time I was all alone,

No daughter or sons to call my own.

Each day you live, remember me,

I’ll always love you, yes, you three.

Look to the sun, the stars, and the moon,

We shared all the Summers, they started

In June.

When we take walks together to all kinds

Of places,

In all sorts of weather, we see all the faces.

We play at the park, you laugh at each other,

I’ve been your father and also your mother.

I’ve walked you to school year after year,

And given a hug when you show a tear.

Sometimes you don’t like me, I make

You mad,

For the decisions I make, just call me Dad.

As you grow up, you will understand,

I walked with you all, and you all held

My hand.

We all start out small and grow to be tall,

As children, we believe in magic, you see,

Life wakes us up to reality.

Keith Garrett