To all the men we have adored
Our fathers, sons and blessed Lord
The uncles all who spared us space
And grandpapas that kissed each face
Who filled in for each missing dad
In every empty place we had.
This family of kindly men
Who came to bat, again, again
And never once did let us down
Changing to laughter every frown
Whoever dreamt that we might find
Some other men to be this kind
Hard to accept as truth maybe
Love’s more than just paternity !
Claire V. Bogdanos 