Boys are something you've yet to know, joy of finding love as you grow friends to you may not number many but your friends are so close. Sooner or later you'll catch someone's eye, leaving the nest as you're learning to fly, it's not easy being a dad. On you will go, childhood left behind, me included, as you become your own woman. I'll be there. For now you're still young with most of your life ahead, gentle and soft, you lie asleep in your bed, making me think and write the words to this poem which have come from my heart.
Summer is just about here.
Time to relax and enjoy all those long days of freedom. Let yourself go. Run freely through your life's young years and, if you don't know the way just ask. Because that' s why I've been put here to help as your dad. Jo, It's been real good talking to you father to Jo.