Have three sons and each a father,
Take the time to care and bother-
For each son that they are raising,
Love, correct, but always praising.
Every wife a loving mother,
Love their children like no other,
But, each son to find a center,
Yearns for loving Dad and mentor.
Watching grandsons; darling laddies,
Smile when they see their strong daddies,
Hold them; love them, having playtime,
Every night and through the daytime,
Sometimes sons will need correction,
Or that fatherly protection,
Like the bear, at times is scolding,
Helps each son toward manhood molding.
All I see I am confessing,
You, young fathers what a blessing,
Every son; each day they're living,
Peter Lowell Paulson
March 25, 2012
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