That Certain Someone
A father's love is a universal longing.
by Greg Asimakoupoulos
June 15, 2007

There is a certain someone I've longed for all my life.

Someone to watch me catch the ball.
Someone to help me when I fall.
Someone to say "I know you tried."
Someone to listen to my whys.
Someone to pay when I just can't.
Someone to see things from my slant.
Someone to hold me when I'm scared.
Someone to make sure I'm prepared.

Someone who loves me yet says "no"
and when I protest lets me go.
Someone who waits till I return
and then inquires "Whaddya learn?"
Someone who knows me totally
and overlooks the worst in me.
Someone who takes me at my word
and doesn't judge me as absurd.

Someone whose dealings are quite fair.
He arbitrates to clear the air.
Someone whose hugs aren't always earned.
He never hoards the things he's learned.
Someone whose friendship is for keeps.
He prays for me before he sleeps.
Someone whose patience won't run dry.
He aches with me each time I cry.

This certain someone has a name
and though he'll never dance with fame,
today I'm feeling mighty glad
that God gave me this one called DAD.