To have a father for a friend is like a dual heartfelt dance,
ushering you into your world, affecting all your circumstance.
From him comes notes of movement, learned watching his
heart beat. In you he finds the crescendo, culminating in the
life he seeks. By your birth he gave you promise. With his
name you became his own. In his arms he held your hopes
high, glad refrain of pride he’s known. The song of the father
gives the melody and provides the notes their place, while the
harmony belongs to that gentle friend who gives you needed
time and space. The song of your father will linger till the end,
for your heart will hum the tune of a father who is a friend.
For Dennis and Fredrick