Here’s To The Fathers- Author Unknown; Source Unknown

Here’s to the fathers who’s big money dreams Die in the corner while their baby screams; But without anger, dread or regrets, They comfort the child & hold him close to their chest. And as the child grows they grow with them too, Learning a depth that they never knew; And soon they are older their hair slightly gone, Chasing two children around the front lawn; Or car pooling teams to little league games, And buying them hamburgers after it rains. They mend broken dolls and fix broken wheels, They cringe when their daughter tries her first pair of heels; They reach in their pockets but never keep count, They pay dear for parenthood, awful amounts; They postpone their plans to sail across the seas, Instead they sing Barney and bandage skinned knees. Here’s to the fathers who miss on promotions, Who forgo the bonus of birthday commotion; They come home from work, from a boss they don’t like, Pull in the drive and run over a bike. Here’s to the fathers who get off the phone, To hear their sons practice their new saxophone; Who leave work to hear their daughters recital, Here’s to the heroes that work with out title. For this is the world full of neglect, With everyday stories of lives that are wrecked; Of fatherless children who take up with guns, And kill other children of fatherless sons; Divorce shatters families, childhoods derailed, Mothers still waiting for checks still unmailed; You wonder what wrongs these souls ever did; To make a grown man turn away from his kids. So here’s to the fathers who won’t compromise, Who see a light shining in their children’s eyes; And feel a rare glow as if from a gem, And know that once someone saw this glow in them; For all the good boys they have raised in this world, And all the good examples they have set for their girls; For all the loved children who’s stories they tell, Here’s to the fathers who taught them so well….