He never looked for praises He was never one to boast He just went on quietly working For those he loved the most His dreams were seldom spoken His wants were very few And most of the time his worries Went unspoken too He was there.... A firm foundation Through all our storms of life A sturdy hand to hold to In times of stress and strife A true friend we could turn to When times were good or bad One of our greatest blessings, The man that we call Dad