My Dad turned 77

Ode To My Dad

If I choose to look back on my shorty thirty year life,

and see all the good, not the bad...

I see one man, a teacher to me.

He is the man I call DAD.

He may not have always been so tender,

but he was always honest and fair.

He scolded me when I was naughty or mean,

and he taught me to listen and care.

Because of him, I love the outdoors,

I love to run and to sing.

He taught me marriage is love and respect,

not just a gold diamond ring.

Because of him, I can drive a stick shift,

change my own oil, and fix a flat tire.

He taught me to be independent and strong,

like my mother, whom he did admire.

So, here's to you Dad....You did a great job.

You raised this daughter to be...

A strong, righteous women, who's proud to have YOU

for all of ETERNITY.

For my dad,

Robert Bollschweiler

on his 77th birthday