Pictures of fathers no one has ever spoken to
Clips of memories, no one remembers
But the world is full of remembrance--
Full of praise and acceptance...
Oh, but I see something beyond an image
And I remember days upon days
Trailing behind those huge footsteps
Sunken in the squishy brown mud,
Across fields and yards--across time.
Oh, there need not be words of expression
No photos or evidence of this one event--
24 hours simply isn't enough
To recall or display the many ways
A real father is defined to a daddy's girl.
