Dear Dutch,
I heard this song, "Color Him Father," by a little known but very talented woman, Linda Martell, and it reminded me of you. In particular the opening lines:
"There's a man at my house he's so big and strong;
He goes to work each day, and he stays all day long.
He comes home each night looking tired and beat;
He sits down at the dinner table and has a bite to eat.
Never a frown, always a smile,
When he says to me, "How's my child?"
Think I'll color him father;
I think I'll color him love.
Said I'm gonna color him father;
I think I'll color him love..."
Thank you for working so hard to provide for us. You color my world with so much love... xoxo, HMB
Friday, January 29, 2010
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