Our fathers

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You feed me and need me 

To teach you to play 

So smile cause I love you 

On this Father’s Day 

Fathers can be solitary mountains 

All their love rock-like, steep and strong 

through warm and caring 

Somehow, they belong, 

halfway home to mother’s bubbling fountains 

Each of us needs love that knows no quarter 

Reminding us of bonds that cross a border  

Strengthening our sense of right and wrong 

Fathers need to choose to love for life 

And that embrace 

Held long and hard 

Best owes the grace each craves 

For all in time must lose,  

restored alone by memory 

So now it is with you and me 

Grandfathers are fathers who are grand 

Restoring the sense that our most precious things 

are those that do not change much over time 

No love of childhood is more sublime 

Demanding little, giving on demand 

Few more inclined than most to grant the wings 

Allowing us to reach enchanted lands 

Though grandfathers must serve as second fathers 

helping us with young and restless hearts 

Each has all true patience wisdom brings 

Remembering our passion more than others 

Soothing us with old and well-honed arts 

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