The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good a buddy he is with his kids.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his heart, that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in being true to one woman.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
(This Poem was written by Ms Griffiths and appears to have been written for a Mr Hunt D. Rochon and the painting here is by Michael Frederick Halliday titled "The Blind Basket-maker with his First Child (1856)"
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