Some let their children fly
Free as the birds in the sky
Others spare the rod
A few left them on their own
Still others are always in between.
They weave their different ways of authority
In accordance with the thought
Where their love would be best served
Others complement the love of mothers
Still others want absolute authority
Over the family.
Some fathers, unfortunately
Renounce their rights
Give up as fathers voluntarily
Leaving their children to trail
The storms and darkness of life.
Oh, how lucky and happy
Those children who are sheltered
In the arms of their loving fathers
They could wrestle with life better
Knowing they have someone
To fall back on later.
Yet, we must always love
Our fathers no matter what
It is one of God's commands
We are not here by chance
We were all made
From a capsule of love
At a given God's time.
Copyright 2017, Rose Marie Juan- Austin, All Rights Reserved
A wonderfu poem Rose. I love poems written about parents because they are the reason we are here today. We cannot deny or forget that. I loved the way you have woven a tale about the fathers. It flows with love and melody. Very beautifully crafted.10+++
So beautifully and powerfully expressed! .. Ever so very heart moving! ..
For we are all sculpted by the loving hands of God! .. Such a Beautiful, beautiful tribute, thoughts and sentiments to Fathers! .. Beyond #ing! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++++
Wow! .. Such precious words, such precious meaning and heart! ..
I am a proud father of a magnificent daughter. Thank you for this wonderful poem. But, i don’t know where do I fit myself in the poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply it's a lovely poem....Oh, how lucky and happy/Those children who are sheltered/In the arms of their loving fathers....loved reading it Rose..............10
Thank you so much for the great comment, Dr.Dillip.