Got some news today that I immediately wanted to share it with my Dad – thirty four years and he is still the first call I want to make. So instead of a call, I will share a memory instead. Hey Dad, this one is for you.

He Roared

by Carl Josehart

He sensed his children were in danger
And he roared

Loud
Strong
Brave

Yet in this roar they saw how small he was in proportion to his foe
And for that they loved him

For he had roared
Instinctively
Without hesitation
Knowing the danger
Taking the risk
And for that they were proud

He loved his children
An obvious point it would seem
Surely they must have known it
Yet it was the first time he had shown it
In that way
And they were moved

So in his presence
They felt
Safe
Warm
Protected

And in their minds
He would always remain

Loud
Strong
Brave

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