Fatherhood

Fatherhood All people render homage To the mothers of the race. Each child can feel a mother's love, For none can fill her place; But what about true fatherhood, So noble, kind, yet strong — The father who each day toils on, Just where does he belong? True motherhood means life and love, A home and all things dear; A mother labors day by day To serve her children here: But who is always by her side To comfort and to cheer? Would home mean what it does to us Without a father dear? Fail not to honor motherhood. Love mother more each day, For she will always be your friend Through all life's rugged way; But don't forget the weary hours Your father toils for you ; He labors without thought of self Because he loves you, too. Mesa, Arizona ^fe R. AMredge