Beaming

He walks into the room and everybody looks his way,
He is a handsome older man with just a touch of gray.
He carries himself perfect with an air of elegance,
Not proud or arrogant like some that makes the difference.

The restaurant we are meeting at is lit so very dim,
But I can see the other ladies starring straight at him.
He is so neat and well dressed looking like a movie star,
And all the ladies watch him as he stops there by the bar.

I see the other ladies watching as he stops to linger,
And watch them poke their lady friends and gesture with their finger.
I am so proud as I sit here and watch their little show,
I’m the one he’s asking for but right now they don’t know.

I know he’ll make me feel so proud when they know he’s with me,
What they don’t know is he’s much more than just what they can see.
Oh yes, he is a handsome man as all the ladies know,
But he is so much more to me than what appearance shows.

He is the greatest man I’ve known and treats me tenderly,
But sometimes in the past he felt he had to punish me.
I understand his methods now and all has turned out well,
These ladies who are watching him should hear what I could tell.

And now he’s meeting me today and it will be my treat,
The ladies are still whispering and wonder whom you’ll meet.
You start walking to the table as you wave at me,
And as I smile I also feel their eyes full of envy.

The whispers increase now as toward me you begin to walk,
I smile because you’re twice my age and now I know they’ll talk.
She is so lucky they will say I’ve heard it all before,
But what they don’t know is this handsome man is so much more.

He’s everything a man could be and he is my hero,
And as you reach the table I let everybody know.
How proud I am that you’re with me and you’re a total winner,
I proudly say, "it’s Father’s Day hi Dad, I’m buying dinner!"

[ by James A. Kisner © 1999 (PoppyK1@aol.com) -- {used with permission} ]