I Walk with Dad

By Debbie Pettey

I like to walk to church with Dad—

It’s always so much fun!

We stroll along, I hold his hand,

We never need to run.

We watch the birds in springtime

And listen to their singing.

We taste the snow in winter

And hear the sleigh bells ringing.

We crunch the many-colored leaves

Beneath our feet in fall.

We watch the trees and flowers grow

When summer comes to call.

I like to walk to church with Dad—

I’m glad for all I see.

I’m happy when he smiles and says

He likes to walk with me!

Photo by Welden Andersen