You were always there to comfort me when the scary monsters came.
You diapered me and fed me, even through the Big Game.
You never let me feel as if I wasn't good enough.
You held my hand, and walked me through life's hard bumps.
Today is your day to do whatever you want to.
So I'll hide Mom's honey-do list, and wash the car for you.
To all of my readers who have the job of being a father, have a fun-filled, happy day.