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Poems on fatherhood

Identity and self-realization


TO MY FATHER
It’s hard to keep from going bad
If there’s no goodness in your Dad.
It’s hard to be a Wayward Son
If Dad won’t be the sire of one.
A boy needs giving-out, not giving-in.
So, thank you, Dad, for all you’ve been.

 

TO GRANDPA R.
I’ve never met you, Grandpa R.,
Because you live away so far.
But I can tell how you must be
By watching Dad and being Me.

 

EVERY SECOND NEEDS A FIRST
No fruit at the top
Is found on a crop
With nothing below.
Before that, indeed,
There must be good seed
To make it all grow.
The way to be bolder
Is stand on the shoulder
Of someone who’s already bold.
You’ll only be taller,
If once you were smaller.
For only the golden are gold.
No letter, no mail.
There’s only a sale
If something is sold.
No moisture, no hail.
There’s only a tale
If a story is told.


 

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