Out of all the dads that God picked through,
I thank Him everyday that He picked you.
You are always there to lend a hand, to pick me up when I could not stand.
To guide me and love me and to show me the way,
I love you dad each and everyday.
You always know when something is not quite right,
and you always find a way to fix it before the day turns to night.
Thank you dad for believing and having a strong faith in God, and for allowing Him to show you the child He had so carefully picked out for you to raise.
I would not be the woman I am today,
witout the faith that God had sent your way.

This is a poem that I wrote my adoptive dad for Fathers Day in 1998.

© 1998