PAPA'S PRIDE

Papa was a man of pride....
so proud a man,
         refusing to cry
with a head thrown high
          as he walked
and force in his words
           as he talked

Wisdom filled
             his learned words
                        some of the best
I've ever heard,

Like:
       "Look out for yourself, son
               I'll get by;"

The way he spoke:
    "Hello!" and  "Hi!"

Now  Papa worked hard
             all day,
A great law of nature
         he would say;

"Do your best
           and do not steal,
              though sometimes a must,
to get a meal!"

"The doors of the world
are plenty," he'd tell,
"So prepare yourself,
        cause out there is hell!"

"Stay out of war
and do not kill,
       find yourself
a trade or a skill!"

Papa was a man of all seasons,
      eight kids and a wife
            good enough reasons.

Those dreams of his,
        when we got older,
                   college
                    the works
                     public office holder.

Instead, I went my
seperate way
       with Papa's words
of childhood days

His words
I'll treasure 'til I die
"Look out for yourself son,
I'll get by!"

And be within
a man of pride
        with my head thrown high
as I stride.
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MELVIN LEON SMITH, SR.
JULY 30, 1919 - MAY 6, 1989
IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER
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COPYRIGHT 2003 BY W.R.I. "EASY" SMITH