Posted by Robert T. Abele on July 23, 2001:

(NOT) ONLY A DAD by Edgar Guest Only a dad with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race Bringing little gold or fame, To show how well he has played the game; But glad in his heart that his own rejoice To see him come and to hear his voice. Only a dad with a brood of five, One of ten million men or more Plodding along in the daily strife, Bearing the whips and scorns of life, With never a whimper of pain or hate, For the sake of those who at home await. Only a dad, neither rich nor poor, merely one of the surging crowd, Toiling, striving from day to day, facing whatever may come his way, Silent whenever the harsh condemn, And bearing it all for the love of them. Only a dad but he gives his all, To smooth the way for his children small, Doing with courage stern and grim, deeds that his father did for him. This is the line that for him I pen: (NOT) ONLY A DAD, BUT THE BEST OF MEN! Dad, we will miss you and love you always! Love, Kathy, Robert, Michael, Bruce, Jennifer, and Mother

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