I Love You, Papa

I love you, Papa
My shining silver Knight.
No other man can take your place.
Although they try with all their might.

I love you, Papa
With all my heart and soul.
You shield me from all harm
No matter the price or toll.

I miss you, Papa
I hope you never leave.
I don't think I could go a day
Without sitting on your knee.

I love you, Papa,
Please, please always stay.
Never once leave my side.
For all the rest of my days.



P.S. in this poem I'm referring to my fathers, not my brother whose nickname happens to be Pa Pa =]



Origin of Father's Day

The origin of Father's day is a little church in rural Spokane, Washington, 1910. A woman, Mrs. Sonora Smart Dodd, was sitting in on a Mother's day sermon, listening to the preacher speak of the unconditional love and sacrifice mothers show for us daily. As she was sitting in on this sermon, she realized it had not been her mother, but father who showed this unconditional love and made those sacrifices for her and her five brothers. He had raised all six children on his own, after his wife had passed away due to complications during childbirth.
And thus, Father's day was born.


I have two great men in my life that I am very proud to call my Dad: Daryle Leiby and Patrick Neill.
Patrick Neill has been in my life since I was practically a baby. He's always been known to me as Dad. He treats me like his own child, disciplines me like his own child, and loves me like his own child. I AM his child. I am his daughter, and I know he's never going to leave my side, no matter how utterly horrible I am, he'll always be there to help me; wanted or not.
Daryle Leiby is my biological father. I met him once when I was 7, and then got in touch with him at 15. I don't know him very well, but I love him anyway. He tries very hard to be a good Dad to all of his kids, no matter how much crap we give him. I love him for that.


I love you both, Dads. Happy Father's day.