Imagine my surprise when I heard That you felt you didn't do enough for us. That you didn't provide what we needed. I'm here to let you know, I'm sorry if we didn't show you That your love and work ethic Meant more to us, than coins or the latest fashion. That you huffing and puffing As you entered school on a Saturday Straight from work, Meant more than the awards we received. That our achievements were built On your labor and love On your interest in our lives In your pride in us, as your children. Money could never buy What you gave us and taught us Even though people would trade their wealth To have had a father like you, When they were young and impressionable. You provided, Dad, Something that cannot be measured Or separated from who we are today.