My father was a man
He was a man for many reasons
He always took care of his obligations
He didn't always take care of himself
My father was a stubborn man
He was stubborn when he was right
And he was stubborn when he was wrong
He did not know the meaning of moderation
Each extreme was always the only way to be
Or the only way to do something
My father tried to hide the fact
That he was sensitive and sentimental
But I know that he was now
My father and I did not always get along
But we did most of the time
My father loved me
And I loved my father
He was a man who lived his life
As I am living my life now
My father was a man
I am a man also
In this way we are more connected
Than I ever thought possible
My father is dead now
But he lives on in my heart
Goodbye dad
I love you.
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