I saw this on a facebook posting and loved it.
Dedicated to my wonderfully supportive husband...
The Strength of a Man
The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good of buddies he is with his children.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength in a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart...that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in can he be true to one woman.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
Jacqueline Marie Griffiths (written for Hunt D. Rochon)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
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3 comments:
Oh, that is lovely. As much as our different approaches to grieving have made bereaved parenthood an interesting journey, I simply could not have functioned these last few months without my husband. I'm going to email this to him now. Thanks for sharing it. (((Hugs)))
I love it.. thank you for sharing~
This is wonderful. Thanks so much for sharing it with all of us. I don't believe I've come across this one.
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