by Eddie Edwards Draper
Little Becky brought a picture home
She was so pleased and proud.
"What is that," I asked?
In a fatherly, huggin' voice.
"Daddy, can't you see?
That's you and Mommy
In a rainbow above the clouds.
Y'all are smiling down on me,
And this is me, a clown on the ground."
"And what is this, my sweetheart?"
As I pointed to the right;
"Silly Daddy. That's three more rainbows;
That's Mommy, Daddy, and me."
I tried to hide a fatherly tear
From my little dear;
She asked, "Daddy what's wrong?"
"Becky, there is nothing wrong;
Daddies just cry when everything is so right."
He now lives and works in Nashville, Tennessee, where he is a songwriter and musician.
Write Eddie at Gravel Road Music.
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