Daddy
tiptoed into the nursery
to the son of his own heart
and said it's time to go,
But the baby said, it is too far
So Daddy said, How far can you see,
The baby whimpered, Only to the door..
Then go little one, for Daddy is right here.
The days passed by in dreamy years
And the boy lost all those early fears,
The journey of life was drawing near
But, all is well, for Daddy's here.
Once again he said, It's time to go
But the lad replied, It is too far,
So Daddy said, How far can you see
The young lad replied, Only to the gate,
Then go on out, his Daddy said,
For I will still be here.
And thus the years sped swiftly by
The lad became a man, with much to try,
The days of childhood now all gone
The day arrived when Dad just couldn't go along.
So Father said, It's time to go
But the young man cried, It's still too far,
So Father said, How far can you see
The young man cried,
I cannot see at all how life should be trod-
So father said, Go forth now, but first
Put your hand within the hand of God.
© 2008 Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
Used with permission
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