for the special fathers in my life, past and present, and all the good fathers out there
You are not a myth
as some adverse propaganda
would have us believe
And if your stories were told more often
If your songs were sung from the cities
to the country towns where you dwell
It would shake the foundation of this place
just right,
and
we just might be able to restore
law and order in our homes – first
Our sons and daughters would look to you
with the admiration and respect
you deserve
You are not a hope or a dream
as many of my women friends have sometimes
imagined
You are right here, walking among us
Laboring beside us
Contributing to our communities
And if your voices could be heard
above the noise of modern day confusion
We would stop, turn about,
take heed to the wisdom from the pages
of your years in the struggle
And give you back the love and honor
you deserve!
Bridgette Edwards © 2012
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