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By jackryhme Date: 2001 Jun 16 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.16.20.07.26240]] |
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fear know not i the fears of the mother but of the father this i know when first you were born i watched from close by and i saw a wonder that made me nearly drop to my knees with fear too late to worry now for here you where and was i good enough to raise this was numbered one of my fears how do i handle, change, feed i who never to be a father was once what i believed would you be president or a mass murder flickered through my thoughts this wonder i held first before any other my very first for know no matter what else this was pure love i felt and number two of my fears the thought i could still run numbered in at three how exhausted my wife took care of four how the fear climbed, climbed till with still blind eyes you looked at me and the largest fear began again that i was not good enough i knew but i would try my best to be |