A Father’s Loving Burden
A father’s youthful failures heavy weigh
Like lead upon his tired, aging soul.
He wants his son to never go astray,
To have, unlike himself, a spirit whole.
Such freedom must he give the boy to grow
To learn by choice what makes a noble man.
Yet from that freedom many errors flow,
And license will destroy him if it can.
No freedom dwells where failure is precluded,
Yet failure breeds such doubt and misery
That only fathers foolishly deluded
Would from correction leave their children free.
Though flawed as men, we fathers must reflectThose virtues that will win our sons’ respect.
February 20, 2017 © Aaron Jordan