Speaking With a Loud Quiet Voice

You speak into your child's life in whispers With the strength of the four winds No need for yelling For your child has expectant ears Wisdom A fathered gift Born out of pained understanding Mistakes not needed to be repeated Your love an inoculation to failure Resilience will permeate a new generation You smile with furrowed brow For time passes much to quickly There is fear there is some lesson you have forgotten Not what you want for your begotten Still you see this precious ones progression He possess strength laughter and compassion Humored moments and strong funny bones Will insure this child will never be alone A tender heart and a will like a stone One day You will have to let go Time progresses it never slows Deep inside your heart grows because you know You have given your all This child will rise up tall Won't be afraid to fall He heeds your Father's call For he has learned at your loving feet Wisdom has been his bountiful feast Some day he'll be a father too He'll bring blessings back to you For you have been faithful and a father true Inspired by Funom's poem, "Words of Wisdom to My Child".