Bertha C. Blankenship

Though you're not his father as far as blood lines go,
You are the only daddy this child will ever know.
You've held his hand and guided his path,
Creating a bond that forever will last.
There is no escape from his watchful eye,
Whatever you do you know he wants to try.
He wouldn't do this with just anyone,
This is a special game shared between a father and a son.
It doesn't make a difference whose blood courses through his veins,
You know in his heart he loves you just the same.
He is your little buddy following you around,
A love stronger than his could never be found.
You've taken the place of the sun, moon, and stars in the skies,
You are his father in his precious little eyes.
By the times you've shared and the experiences you've had,
It's easy to see you are his REAL DAD.