Song of a Father’s Legacy

Song of a Father’s Legacy

In Memoriam:  Bert Richardson
January 12, 1913 – August 5, 2000

God knows fathers are not flawless.
They stumble, they learn, they strive.
If my father were here with me now,
I would thank him for all he gave—
I’d honor the strength in his steady hands,
The wisdom that shaped who I’ve become.

The lessons he taught me in silence
Are gifts I carry deep within my soul.
Maybe time has softened the edges of truth.
I can’t claim to know all he endured,
But I cherish the man he was to us all:
I didn’t need him to speak as I spoke.

I didn’t need him to dream as I dreamed.
I just hope—he senses that I admired him.
Do you ever wonder how much he achieved?
Do you see the quiet sacrifices he made?
Do you feel the depth of his love,
Even when words were few?

Do you ever pause to honor his journey?
God knows he wasn’t perfect,
But his heart was steadfast and true.
My own life is richer because of him—
More than words could ever convey:
His legacy lives in the lives he touched.

I’m just a child with a lasting wish:
O, how I hope he knows I admire him still.