

Benjamin wakes with the sun so bright, thinking of what he'll do with delight. He jumps from bed, his heart feels light, 'Today will be special,' he says with might.

At the table, Dad's pancakes stack high, 'They're your favorite,' he says with a sigh. Benjamin smiles, his joy can't deny, 'I love spending days with you,' his reply.

In the garden, they plant seeds in a row, talking and laughing, watching them grow. 'Gardening with you makes my heart glow,' Benjamin says, as they hoe and they mow.

Beauti comes running, her hair bouncing free, 'Can I join you two? Please, let it be!' 'Of course, my dear, you make three,' Dad says, as happy as can be.

They pack a picnic, and off they go, to a park nearby, walking slow. Laughing and playing, they enjoy the show, of nature and sunshine, in the warm glow.

Under a tree, they sit for a while, Dad starts a story, with a big smile. Tales of adventure, and islands so vile, but heroes triumph, mile after mile.

The sun sets low, it's time to head back, they pack their things, nothing to lack. 'This was the best day,' says the pack, 'With you, Dad, we never track.'

Back at home, they're ready for bed, 'Today was fun,' they all said. 'Goodnight, my loves,' Dad gently pled, kissing them softly on their head.
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