Can I be Frank?

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Can I be Frank?

My dad was a journeyman joiner, 

Who worked, with a saw in his hand. 

He wore his blue overalls proudly, 

A dedicated, skilful artisan. 


He never raised his voice to us, 

Let alone his powerful fist. 

His silent disappointment was enough 

To point out the duties we'd missed. 


Our father led by example. 

Deeds, not words, were his way. 

"Faults you see in others,

Correct in yourself!"

Was what he used to say.


He subtly instilled all his values,

Of paying the debts which are due.

Of judging not, lest you be judged,

Of holding fast to what is true.


In our village, Frank ran the youth club, 

A leader who gave them his prime, 

He knew how to help all the youngsters along, 

A prophet ahead of his time. 


Our father left an indelible mark-

I've thought of this many times since-

With his love of music, drama and art-

He was a modern day Renaissance Prince! 


Frank's memory stands high above me

His influence is greater, not less, 

My aim to be like the man he was

Is a measure of my dad's success. 


◄ Treasure

A lesson, for life. ►


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John Botterill

Sun 5th Dec 2021 19:56

Thanks Candice. I was certainly lucky to have him as a father!
John Botterill

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Candice Reineke

Sun 5th Dec 2021 17:11

A very touching piece, John. What a gracious way to honor your father. It sounds like anyone would’ve been lucky to know him.?

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Ursula O'Reilly

Fri 3rd Dec 2021 22:23

You are welcome. Lovely to have such good memories.

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John Botterill

Fri 3rd Dec 2021 18:43

Thanks Ursula and Brenda. Your comments mean a great deal to me. ? John Botterill

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Brenda Wells

Fri 3rd Dec 2021 17:51

Such moving words to remember your father by.
The memory of having had a good parent, is one that lingers on, long after they have departed this life.

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Ursula O'Reilly

Fri 3rd Dec 2021 00:43

What a beautiful tribute to your father. He sounds like a great dad and a wonderful role model. Lovely poem, John.

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John Botterill

Thu 2nd Dec 2021 22:44

Thanks MC and Stephen. You are right. My dad set out to be a good role model and, without much social advantage, he succeeded ( see 'The Gift). Thoughtful parenting was his gift to me! ? John Botterill

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 2nd Dec 2021 21:56

A fascinating poem, John. Your father sounds a thoroughly good man.

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 2nd Dec 2021 15:56

The sort of memorial that speaks volumes. What a pity that
so many of the fathers today (engaging in feckless behaviour
that can result in them BECOMING fathers) are emerging in
this "diverse" society, careless of the role model maturity they
owe to those coming after them. Perhaps there should be a
new category of criminality: Social Crime - not least when
considering the cost to society in so many corrosive ways.

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