Poem for the Best Dad

By George Thomas

This morning was good we watched shows and we laid on the couch

Mother and brother, well they went to church… and I guess she’s a grouch

I don’t understand, and he tries to explain

How Tarzan is fighting and saving the day

And there’s blood and guts… oh

 

He’s the best dad there’s been anywhere

He’s six foot four and has shiny black hair

He stops to buy donuts for me every day

And it’s me and him yeah… my dad is here to stay

 

His work and his games take him driving all over the state

He calls on the phone and says, “I hope your birthday was great.”

I don’t understand, and she tries to explain

How my father is leaving and moving away

And we move too… oh

 

He’s the best dad there’s been anywhere

He’s six foot four and has shiny black hair

And in just two weeks I’ll see him for two days

And it’s me and him yeah…. my dad is here to stay

 

His apartment is great, and it’s late and we’re watching more shows

There’s movies on TV… men and women… and not wearing clothes

I don’t understand and pretend I’m asleep

And I bottle it up and I don’t make a peep

And I grow up cold… oh

 

He’s the best dad there’s been anywhere

He’s six foot four and has black and gray hair

And he got a job so he moved out of state

And it’s me and it’s grim yeah… my dad has gone away

It’s Sunday night and we’re late and we’re heading down town

We’re going to church, we walk in, and I’ve got a huge frown

I don’t understand and he tries to explain

How beauty is growing inside of my pain

And it’s tears and peace… Oh

 

He’s the best dad there’s been anywhere

He died on a cross and had thorns on his hair

And he rose from the dead like he said in three days

And it’s me and Him yeah… My dad is here to stay

 

(Apologies to Dar Williams)

 

George Thomas