For My Daddy

Father To Son

 

I am my father,

in little things I see his hand.

 

A phrase once received,

turned as my own, I now understand.

 

Rebellion in my youth, I found my path,

my own man, I took a stand.

 

Only to find, later in life,

my father was always beside me, holding my hand.

 

(I miss you dad, so much)

 

(Stoic)

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