May your father and mother be glad;
may she who gave you birth rejoice!
Proverbs 23:25
Here's to the fathers, who always begin,
on the outside of children, but looking in.

Such curious men snapping cameras like mad, recording the moment, they turn into "Dad."

Here's to the fathers, who put in their time,
who don't say to mother's 'that's your
job, not mine'.

Who wipe chins and noses and never say "won't"who do with the diapers, what some fathers don't.

Here's to the fathers who manage to stay
when so many fathers are turning away.

When so many run, leaving families to rot,
here, then, a cheer, for those who do not.

Here to the father

someone who listens,
Suggests and defends

And yet without anger, dread or regrets,
they comfort the child,

hold it close to their chests.

And as the child grows, they grow with it 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,
buying them hamburgers after it rains.

They mend broken dolls and fix broken wheels, they cringe when their daughters, try their 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 seas, instead they sing "Barney" and bandage skinned knees.

Here's to the fathers who get off the phone,
to hear their sons practice their new saxophone

Who leave work to see their daughter's recital Here's to the heroes, who work without title.

For this is a world now full of neglect,
with everyday stories of lives that are wrecked.

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 the world for all the examples they set for their girls

For all the loved children whose stories they'll tell Here's to the father's that taught them so well.

Every good and perfect gift is from above,
coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights,
who does not change like shifting shadows.

To all whom made this post just so very special I Thank You for sharing your dad's and grandpa pictures with me.
With Love From God ,
Gloria
Poem Written by Mitch Albom
Thanks for sharing. My dh is wonderful with our older kids but Sean doesn't return his efforts at play and sharing affection the way he'd like. Sean loves Dad, just isn't attached in the same way he is to Mom. But I think the day will come when they find their own connection. Cross fingers!
Thank you sweetie for sharing this, it could not have come at a better time for me, I really needed this today. My Dad and I were very close, I lost him tw years ago...he was my best friend... peace and love to you, may God pour out his blessing to you and all who read this, above all that he blesses the dear Fathers... who continually act in this way....hugs
Thank you so much for a tribute to the fathers. I shared this with a friend and she said she cried... and then read it again, and cried more... she said it was so beautiful... Gloria... this is the best yet. I cried. Paul cried, and he said, that he thanks you for thinking of him... and all the other fathers. He told me to tell you that when J reaches out to him for a hug, it warms him like nothing else ever could. God has used you in such a wonderful way. I love you my friend... Hugs from all of us.....
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OMG! That was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! Thank you so much for sharing, I really miss my dad right now. He passed away in 99. Not a day goes by that I don't miss him.. I only wish for one more minute... and one more chance.