by Ethan Phoenix

Created on: January 29, 2009   Last Updated: February 10, 2012

He took me to the footy,
It didn't matter about the weather,
We sat and cheered loudly,
As the Crows went hell for leather.

We traveled around Australia,
With much beauty to discover,
We hiked and camped in bushland,
Just like the Lleyland Brothers.

We chased around a little ball,
From fairways to the rough,
With Dad's slice and my hook,
It made it pretty tough.

I had always been the sensible one,
Even though it made me sad,
So one day in December,
I snapped and went all mad.

It shocked and annoyed him,
That his son was now a crim,
He never thought it possible,
That his son would act so dim.

But he never once judged me,
For my irrational behaviour,
Instead he chose to love me,
For that he is my Savior.

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