Fields of Blessings on Father’s Day 

On Father’s Day we take the time 
To turn our thoughts to dad 
Thank him for the home he gave 
For all the things we had. 

We think about the fleeting years 
Too quickly, gone for good 
It seems like only yesterday 
I’d go back if I could. 



A time when dad was always there 
No matter what the weather 
Always strong when things went wrong 
He held our lives together. 

He strived so hard from day to day 
And never once complained 
With steady hands, he worked the land 
And kept the family name.



He taught us that hard work pays off 
You reap just what you sow 
He said that if you tend your crops 
Your field will overflow.

My harvest has been bountiful 
He taught me how to give 
In his firm and steadfast way 
He taught me how to live.



Dad dwells among the angels now 
He left us much too soon 
He glides across a golden field
 Above the harvest moon.

I see him in the fields of grain
He rides upon the wind 
When my path is beaten down 
He picks me up again.

 ~ Marilyn Ferguson ©2003 ~
Echoes Of The Heart

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