When I was three you fell in love with my mom.
It was no longer us two, but now us three.
Not accepting at first, I gave you the shrug but you never managed to give up.
Hugs and Kisses you provided, but in my mind you were uninvited.
I hate you! were words of anger from my heart.
Never again did I want a dad who would soon again break my mom's heart.
As time passed on I slowly invited you in.
You became my dad, you became my best friend.
So all grown up now, so much to say.
Thank you so much for what you've done for me every step of the way.
The kindness of your heart has taught me so much.
Now it's my life you've been able to touch.
With all the thanks in the world and from all the angels above,
I'm proud that you're my dad and it's you that I love.
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Published on February 2006
All Grown Up