OUR FOUNDATION

OUR FOUNDATION

When busy years have mellowed us,

And we would shift the load

Of present happenings and look

Back on life's rugged road;

Our childhood days in retrospect

Importance new would lend,

And tracing through a pattern clear,

And governing life's trend.

A long, long way for you and me,

Were joy and sorrow's guest;

We've weathered storms and bitter cold,

With sunshine we've been blest.

But if a structure we would build

To staunchly stand, and long;

The first and foremost requisite,

"A firm foundation strong".

And now, for more than three score years,

We each have built, and view

An edifice that's good or bad.

We're seeing me or you.

At times our square and compass lost,

And planning with a prayer;

And taking heart we built anew,

For firm foundation's there.

What constitutes that basic rock

On which in faith we build;

And from what source the will to do,

With which our hearts are filled?

'Tis not by chance that we hold fast

To principles of right.

It is not fate that you or I

Could know an inner light.

But years ago a child was born,

He came of sturdy stock;

His ancestors were pioneers,

Integrity a rock

On which he based his ev'ry deed;

He sterling courage had -

Our memories are keen tonight,

For that man was our Dad.

A modest girl of tender years,

He wooed and won and wed;

A virgin pure, unspoiled and sweet

He to the altar led.

No taint, no guile was in her heart,

No wayward past to smother;

Sincere and true in constancy

And she became our mother.

Howard

Howard B. Austin's writings are provided on this site for your pleasure. Those who visit are not granted permission to copy or distribute any of these writings without written permission.