When I look at the children out there I wonder how it would of been for them with dads who were supportive?
What choices in life would they make with the right guidance?
And this is about fathers at sporting evens out of control attacking their sons coaches and then going to Jail as a result of their out of control actions!
But the big loser in all of this is the child and other children who see this action and think its the right way especially when its their dad, their leader, their roll model teaching them this sad reality!
So I thought about the flower you see here today as that sons soul and came up with this poem!
I don’t have a son so this is only my feelings on this subject!
I watched a father tell his son he was stupid and dumb as he struck out in a baseball game!
His little shoulders hung so low from his daddy’s mean assault!
I sat and watched as he rant and raved about a silly game.
In front of all his little friends while he called him ugly names.
I looked at this it made me sad I thought this man was sick.
I wondered who he had learned this from because he was damn near crazy!
I stood up to say a word but my wife took me by the hand.
She looked at me and said thats his son do you understand me?
I asked her who had taught him that was the right way to be?
Hell its only a silly game so whys he so upset?
I sat back down so hard it hurt I was really really fuming.
My wife took my hand and squeezed it tight and looked at me in the eyes and said “he learned it from his daddy”!
And then she said I told you that many years ago, all the ugly things you said to him would come right back and bite you!
So as I sat and watched my son act stupid to his little son.
The only one I had to blame was me……… because that was how I taught him!