On Being Called 'Dad'
I've had many honors bestowed upon me throughout the years.
Accolades and titles were heaped upon me by my peers.
Citations I've received and medals were pinned upon my breast,
But the title "Dad" I cherish more than all the rest!
I was honored to be called "Sarge" by men I was to lead,
And was priviliged to command that extraordinary breed
But there is nothing that can compare or is more dear to me,
Than to be called "Dad" and be the best that I can be!
Those in authority thought I had some leadership abilities,
And promoted me to "Chief" with increased responsibilities.
To be called "Chief" boosts one's ego somewhat I suppose,
But to be called "Dad" is very special, I proudly disclose!
I carried the prestigious label of "Bailiff" for a time,
And though it was an influential moniker and was held sublime,
This nor any other exalted title meant as much to me,
As being called "Dad" dangling my little ones upon my knee!
Though there are many things as a Dad I'll never comprehend,
Lord, I pray for wisdom as I extend a guiding hand.
There are honeyed words and other things that make me glad,
Bu there ain't nothin' I'd rather hear than, "I love you, Dad!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2012
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