Re: Eagle Mother's Poem
Paul Sweeney (sweeney@NETWAY1.MDC.NET)
Sun, 15 Sep 1996 15:37:35 -0400
At 08:40 PM 9/14/96 -0500, you wrote:
>Paul - this is what has been used locally - never heard here of a Dad's poem
>- can you share that one?
>Advisor, Post 007 - High Adventure
>Committee Advancement Chair Troop 123
>Mother of an Eagle
>Mother of a Life Scout
>Mother of 2 Explorer daughters as well as the sons
>THE EAGLE POEM
>A fond mother watches her boy where he stands
>Apart from his comrades today
>As they place on his camp-battered tunic a badge
>An Eagle, the emblem of Right.
>It seems just a few short months have passed
>Since he joined with the youngster next door,
>How proud he was then with his Tenderfoot pin
>As he told of the message it bore.
>But the years have gone as he struggled along
>To learn what the Scout Law's about
>He practiced them daily, the Oath and the Law
>Until now he's an Eagle Scout.
>You may smile in your worldly old wisdom at this
>And say "Why, it's only a Pin"
>But I'll tell you no honors he'll gain as a man
>Will mean just as much to him.
>The red, white, and blue of the ribbon you see
>Are the symbols of honor and truth.
>He has learned how to value these fine attributes
>In the glorious days of youth.
>And the outflinging wings of the Eagle that rests
>On the breast of this Knight of today
>Are the things that will life him above petty deeds
>And guide him along the right way.
>Yes, it's only a pin - just an Eagle Scout Badge
>But the heart beneath it beats true,
>And will throb to the last for the things which are good
>A lesson for me -- and for you.
Thank you, Signe! It is exactly the type of poem I have been looking for!
In addition to sharing "An Eagle Dad's Poem" with you I am also sharing it
and "The Eagle Poem" with all my fellow electronic Scouters. Thank you so
much for your contribution!
"An Eagle Dad's Poem"
I saw a chubby little boy,
In uniform of blue,
A jaunty cap was on his head,
His shoes were shiny, too.
His eyes were wide, expectant;
He glowed fresh from the tub.
His air said, "Let's get on with it!"
This my son the Cub.
I saw a slightly larger boy,
Much taller, leaner, too;
He stood up straight and proud,
In garb of khaki hue.
He now has more determination,
In his face there is no doubt;
I'm pleased to see his confidence,
This is my son, the Scout.
I know he'll strive to do his best,
This bigger boy, not yet a man,
Will grow in strength, in law and skill,
For him, I'm sure, God has a plan.
God, guide his path, make straight his way,
Make his goal be high, his courage stout,
That humbly, yet proudly, I will know,
This is *MY* son, the Eagle Scout!
Paul Sweeney, email@example.com, ASM, T-7, Lowell, Ma
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