JUST LIKE DAD

             "Well, what are you going to be, my boy, When you have reached
             manhood's years:
             A doctor, a lawyer, or actor great, Throngs moving to laughter and
             tears?"
             But he shook his head as he gave reply In a serious way that he had:
             "I don't think I'd care to be any of them--I want to be like my Dad!"

             He wants to be like his Dad!  You men--Did you ever think, as you
             pause,
             That the boy who watches your every move Is building a set of laws?
             He's molding a life you're the model for, And whether it's good or
             bad
             Depends on the kind of example set To the boy who'd be like his
             Dad.

             Would you have him go everywhere you go?  Have him do just the
             things you do?
             And see everything your eyes behold, And woo all the gods you
             woo?
             When you see the worship that shines in the eyes Of your lovable
             little lad,
             Could you rest content if he gets his wish And grows to be like his
             Dad?

             It's a job that none but yourself can fill; It's a charge you must
             answer for;
             It's a duty to show him the road to tread Ere he reaches his
             manhood's door;
             It's a debt you owe for the greatest of joy On this old earth to be had:
             The pleasure of having a boy to raise--Who wants to be like his Dad!

           ~author unknown

A special thank you to Gerald Mayer,
who generously donated this fish photo to me.
Anyone interested in flowers, butterflies
or backyard ponds can check out his
website at:   The Oak Factory

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