A Dedicated Father
He isn’t Mr. Perfect,
He’s nowhere even close.
When it come to imperfections
He has a double dose.
But he is thankful for his family
Especially his wife:
He may not always show it
She’s the best friend in his life.
His children are his pride and joy
Each one a polished arrow.
He desires that they be sent forth true
And walk the straight and narrow.
He’d work himself into the ground
To meet his family’s need;
He believes that it’s his duty
And not some heroic deed
He’ll give himself until he’s spent
And not count it a bother.
No, he isn’t Mr. Perfect—
He’s a dedicated father.
~Preston Rausch
He isn’t Mr. Perfect,
He’s nowhere even close.
When it come to imperfections
He has a double dose.
But he is thankful for his family
Especially his wife:
He may not always show it
She’s the best friend in his life.
His children are his pride and joy
Each one a polished arrow.
He desires that they be sent forth true
And walk the straight and narrow.
He’d work himself into the ground
To meet his family’s need;
He believes that it’s his duty
And not some heroic deed
He’ll give himself until he’s spent
And not count it a bother.
No, he isn’t Mr. Perfect—
He’s a dedicated father.
~Preston Rausch
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