He Was Being a Father

Being a father wasn't easy, when he tried to understand. He forgave what most could not. Being a father, wasn't easy, he had to worry a lot, not to show partiality, in love, and kindness. Being a father, wasn't easy, when he was needed, and knew not, what to say or do. Being a father, wasn't easy, when he awoke at dawn with the rising sun, to find that time was, running out on him. Yet, being a father was easy, when he got the needed love, and support, as he tried, to fill the footsteps, of the one, we all loved so much. Copyright ©2005 Carla F Cox