I wondered aloud to a child
What a father meant to him
What images did he conjure
What words came up on whim
“Tall as a mountain!” He cried
Gazing up beyond the skies
A symbol of tall standards?
His thoughts I quietly surmise
“Mighty as the ocean” he screamed
With a twinkle in his eye
An abundance of love and goodness
Isn’t that what his words imply?
“Fierce as the fire,” he roared
Chasing make believe demons away
Didn’t he mean, scorching away misdeeds
The strength in character to convey?
While in careless abandon he bounced
To where playthings whisked him away
I flitted deeper into a realm
Where his words and my thoughts were at play
Isn’t there in all of us a child
Fanciful and yearning for his share
Isn’t there in every man the strength
To pass on a father’s love and care