John Wahl

John Wahl

When I was a baby you would hold me in your arms

I felt the love and tenderness keeping me safe from harm.

I would look up into your eyes,

And all the love I would see.

How did I get so lucky,

You were the dad chosen for me.

There is something special about a father’s love.

Seems it was sent to me from someplace up above.

Our love is everlasting;

I just wanted you to know

That you’re my special hero

And I wanted to tell you so.