the hands of a man
By beamish
The hands of a man
leathered and rugged
The years show clear on a face that's seen
more than its share
Never a tear never a complaint
Just his word
nothing in the bank
His ethics and his honor
show his true being
The struggles of his hard fought life-worn like metals of a soldier
I call him my friend
but I was born with him as my father
An example to all others
the man is made by being a man
Not by complaining when thing seem out of hand
His mind still solid
his body slipping away
The lesson taught by him
I carry with me everyday
Thank you my friend for being my father
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Copyright 2016 beamish
Published on Sunday, April 24, 2016.
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On Sunday, April 24, 2016, Queazenart
(212) wrote:
The concept of being a "man" really boils down to being productive, sympathetic, and sticking to your word... That's what I believe, anyways. It also means doing whatever needs to be done for the people you love; that's the one good lesson I've learned from my father. Excellent piece. I think it'll resonate with a lot of people.