Essays, poems and Stories of an African-American

Saturday, 15 June 2013

Father's Day

On a day like this, I remember you Dad:
I call you old man, sometimes old-folk;
do not take my play on titles as mischief,
I am fond of you!

Remember when I got on your nerves;
I came home after wasting so much money,
you never gave up on me old-man,
you tried all means to maintain order.

A good child is from a good father,
Obedience, industriousness and care,
Long-suffering tenderness and love,
All are manifest because of a father.

Father when it comes to it,
When it comes to the little things,
 Or the big things, my appreciation of everything;

 is only possible because of you.

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