SACRED ROLL
How many men when they hold that first child,
Stop and think of the privilege, sacred and mild
Placed in your arms that moment, yours for eternity,
Such an honour is yours and great the responsibility,
A child come from heaven, clothed in glory from above,
Come from a home filled with purity and sweet love,
Now is yours to teach, love and to faithfully guide
With a loving wife and mother close at your side.
May your actions, deeds and words always tell
That you are following His plan and love them well.
Aim high with each goal, learn and study and play,
Making time for the family at the end of the day.
Fathers are human with a task that is surely divine,
Yet if you stay close to the truth all will work out fine.

M Ann Margetson © June 12, 2001

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