Yesterday was Father’s Day in the US.
Not paying much attention to it, until my email inbox got swamped with Father’s Day sales, I thought I would share this poem.
Who wrote it I am not sure, though it a slightly expanded version of the one by Rev. Claude Wisdom White, Sr.
A careful man I want to be — a little fellow follows me.
I do not dare to go astray, for fear he’ll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape his eyes.
Whatever he sees me do he tries.
Like me he says he’s going to be — that little chap who follows me…
He knows that I am big and fine — And believes in every word of mine.
The base in me he must not see — that little chap who follows me…
But after all it’s easier, that brighter road to climb,
With little hands behind me — to push me all the time.
And I reckon I’m a better man than what I used to be…
Because I have this lad at home who thinks the world of me.
Cameron Blewett is an independent writer and publisher. He helps professionals and organisations turn complex ideas into clear, authoritative writing through Dark Quill Agency. His work spans projects including GreyBeardedVegan.blog, ItsAllAbout.coffee and VeganStoic.com.
Cameron Blewett is an independent writer and publisher. He helps professionals and organisations turn complex ideas into clear, authoritative writing through Dark Quill Agency. His work spans projects including GreyBeardedVegan.blog, ItsAllAbout.coffee and VeganStoic.com.