Sunday, June 17, 2012



In HONOR of FATHERS DAY



                 A Father's Prayer


Ask not, my child, what I can do for you.
Forgive what seems like stinginess today.
A lot will be required to go through
The process of discovering the right way.
Help yourself. Don't wait for me, my child.
Each one of us must learn to stand alone.
Rich rewards like Love can't be beguiled,
Seduced or bought. They must in toil be grown.
Perhaps to you I sound a bit too stern?
Remember that I've lived a longer time.
A joy cannot exist until you earn
Your way. To do it FOR you'd be a crime.
Exacting though I seem, my little one,
Respect me now, and –– later –– you'll have fun.

FreeThinke - The Sandpiper 



4 comments:

  1. Thank you, Kurt.

    I enjoy putting good common sense advice into verse form. I like to think it helps keeps the mind from rotting away any earlier than it has to.

    HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, man!

    ~ FT

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  2. Your poems sound stilted and preachy. You must be one unhappy due to waste time putting crap like that together. Get a life.

    Barbra

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  3. Gee, Barbra! I ever knew you cared.

    ~ FreeThinke

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