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Do you fear the force of the wind

The slash of the rain?

Go face them and fight them,

Be savage again .

Go hungry and cold like the wolf

Go wade like the crane.

The palms of your hands will thicken,

The skin of your cheeks will tan

You’ll grow ragged and weary and swarthy,

But you will walk like a man!

Fathers seldom say "I love you"

 Though the feeling's always there,

But somehow those three little words

 Are the hardest ones to share.

And fathers say "I love you"

In ways that words can't match -

With tender bedtime stories -

Or a friendly game of catch!

You can see the words "I love you"

In a father's boyish eyes

When he runs home, all excited,

With a poorly wrapped surprise.

A father says "I love you"

 With his strong helping hands -

With a smile when you're in trouble

With the way he understands.

 He says "I love you" haltingly,

With awkward tenderness -

(It's hard to help a four-year-old into a party dress!)

 He speaks his love unselfishly

By giving all he can

 To make some secret dream come true,

 Or follow through a plan.

A father's seldom-spoken love

 Sounds clearly through the years -

Sometimes in peals of laughter,

Sometimes through happy tears.

Perhaps they have to speak their love

In a fashion all their own.

Because the love that fathers feel

Is too big for words alone!