Today as I sit and ponder
my heart is filled with dread
when I think about the children
who's fathers are all but dead
Their absence may be physical
or mentally restrained
as the children play their part
and try to entertain
They act out at first with comedy
they will jump and run around
making silly faces
and be a circus clown
and when that ceases to avail
they begin to yell and shout
They mimic what they see and hear
and walk the streets about
A labyrinth before them
they are lost within their souls
their eyes without a sparkle
and lives without a role
The world needs a hero
to save our human race
and future generations
a father we must embrace
We need a man with character
one who values his own son
and one to be a leader
with dignity and fun
He will need to have the courage
and great integrity
reflecting morals and ethics
restoring the family
He's a hero without a cape
(often taking him for granted)
but he will always be there
and always open handed
to offer the child to hold
and guide them on their way
He will always protect them
both every night and day..........
Elizabeth Taylor
May 20th 2011
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