While typing would have been nice
Calculus was the order of the day.
When summer drew a call for more of friendship's tie
The structure of 'Y' Camp was the discipline that would stay.
For such small things work great to kill the boy
But how, or even if, they build the man -
If this is the bottom line -
I am not so sure and even in my farther years
Still do not understand.
For joy seems to lead on to joy and pain to pain
When we make of life the competition
from which our father's came,
I fear a great portion of our souls are lost and -
What is far worse - there is a great deal that is not gained.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strong-fathers/
