My Daddy When I was Four
When I was:
4 years old: My daddy can do anything.
5 years old: My daddy knows a whole lot.
6 years old: My dad is smarter than your dad.
8 years old: My dad doesn't know exactly everything.
10 years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things
were sure different.
12 years old: Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesn't know anything
about that. He is too old to remember his childhood.
14 years old: Don't pay any attention to my dad. He is so old-
fashioned.
21 years old: Him? My Lord, he's hopelessly out-of-date.
25 years old: Dad knows about it, but then he should, because he
has been around so long.
30 years old: Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks. After
all, he's had a lot of experience.
35 years old: I'm not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad.
40 years old: I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was so
wise.
50 years old: I'd give anything if Dad were here now so I could
talk this over with him. Too bad I didn't appreciate how smart
he was. I could have learned a lot from him.
This poem, was in a Ann Landers Column for Fathers Day in 1999. The Author Is Unknown.
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