The strength it takes to be a man
admired by the masses
Is absent in his trembling hand
in search of reading glasses

His tired eyes still hold that light
that never seems to dim
A love of life for which he fights
still flows from deep within

He longs to be a hundred years
upon this Mother Earth
At eighty-nine he’s faced his fears
God must have seen his worth

The road ahead will challenge him
to gain back what he had
I have no doubt he’ll fight and win
this man of men, MY DAD!