Happyyyyyyy hundredth anniversary haha∆_∆

He worked hard for me,
His big hands turning rough,
He worked hard for me,
Even when life got tough,

This is probably all the stuff,
I will never say to him,
He doesn't like the sweet talk the fluff,
So I will never say to him.

How much of a father he has truly been to me,
How much of an inspiration and he can't even see,

Of course he has his faults,
Of course he's got his flaws,

But he doesn't really see, does he?
What a father oh what a father he's been to me,

True I got hung up in expectations,
Of false motivations, no inspirations,

But when life beat me hard and down,
Daddy was there to pick me up,

Like he's always done,
Like he always will,
He was my hero before,
He's my hero still,

Every little crevice and nook of my heart,
Every little race of mine from finish to start,
Of every little minute he's been a part,

Of all my old man's ways,
In everything he says,

He doesn't see what he means to me,
So I'll let it be,

And this is all the stuff,
I will tell him the day,
All this sweet talk and fluff,
I'll tell him the day,

When I am half of what he is.
I love you papa,
Jc