On Fathers day, I like to reflect on what life my father has lived. It's interesting how he's all composed and he does all he can for us. My mum used to say how my father would buy us things and he'd forget to even get something for himself. That's one quality I've learnt already about being a father, is being selfless. At times our fathers aren't in the picture when we growing up but it's because they're providers and that's how they've been wired to. I wrote a poem, to give perspective of what a kid sees when they see their dad.
From the first day I heard your voice
I sensed a feeling of presence
And ever since then you've been in my life
Seeing to it that I get the best of life
On the days that you were home
You'd be keen to ask on how we were fairing on
And in the few words you'd say
We'd feel that you were eager to know
You'd come bearing gifts for us
And you'd leave out yours
And we'd wonder why
But now I know its us who came first
You've made sure we never lacked
That's why you were out and about
It's like you never tired
Cause you knew we looked up to
On the days that you'd be home
We'd see you doze of on the couch and we'd laugh
I see now how it wasn't easy for you
But in all this years you've never complained
Happy father's day to you dad
Happy for the many more
Its great that you were in our lives
We grateful for all the sacrifices you made
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