I love you, Dad, for all the things you do.
You make laugh when I am feeling blue.
You can untie the hardest knot of all, 
Although I've tugged the lace until it's small. 

You know the reason for 'most everything, 
Like why it rains and why bees sometime sting,
Like why the sun comes up and flowers bloom,
And why a jet creates a sonic boom.

You are the closest friend I've ever had.
You share with me the times both good and bad.
You play those games I know you hate to play 
And plan a trip for me each holiday.

I love you, Dad, for all the things you do,
But most of all I love you, Dad, for you. 

-Poem by David A. Olds