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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A Hero
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ReplyDeleteSERMONS WE SEE
I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day ;
I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.
The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear ;
Fine council is confusing , but example's always clear ;
And the best of all the preachers are the men who live their creeds ,
For to see good put in action is what everybody needs.
I soon can learn to do it if you'll let me see it done ;
I can watch your hands in action , but your tongue too fast may run.
And the lecture you deliver may be very wise and true ,
But I'd rather get my lessons by observing what you do ;
For I might misunderstand you and the high advice you give ,
But there's no misunderstanding how you act and how you live
One good man teaches man , men believe what they behold ;
One deed of kindness noticed is worth forty that are told .
Who stands with men of honor learns to hold his honor dear .
For right living speaks a language which to everyone is clear .
Though an able speaker charms me with his eloquence , I say ,
I'd rather see a sermon than to hear one any day .
Edgar A. Guest
wmknapp55@gmail.com
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heavenforsure.com
Thank you Edgar. I am very happy you were able to leave a response. This is a very good poem you wrote. I also would prefer to see a sermon then to hear one. :)
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