a408: To My Father
It matters not that Time has shed
His thaw less snow upon your head,
For he maintains, with wondrous art,
Perpetual summer in your heart.
- William Hamilton Hayne
a409: None of you can ever be proud enough of being the child of such a Father who has not his equal in this world - so great, so good, so faultless. Try, all of you, to follow in his footsteps and don't be discouraged, for to be really in everything like him none of you, I am sure, will ever be. Try, therefore, to be like him in some points, and you will have acquired a great deal.
- Queen Victoria of England.
a410: Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown.
- Unknown.
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