This magic wand was my Dad's wand
He had a dozen or so
I took it for my memory shelf
Where all my "Dad things" go
Each item keeps a memory
Each one holds a magic touch
I've boxed them all up for now
'Cause I miss him oh so much
He owned a real cool magic store
All day long, magic he would do
He taught me a little magic
Yes I know a trick or two!
This wand has begun to yellow
It's magic fades more every year
and I know they say that "Time Heals"
But I still shed a tear
I cry for my Dad's children
We still need him to this day
He'd give advice, kick our butts,
or make tears melt away
But maybe he's practicing magic
from a place that we can't see
Performing miracles daily
That's the magic of our DadDee
#fms_magic
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