Yleek Namtrah · May 26, 2011
Daddy

In this box, my father stares back at me
With such an expression of longing and regret
My flesh and blood, he is everything I am to be
My daddy is someone you'd never forget

In this box, my father bleeds for me
He cries, smiles, fights, laughs, dies to show
Lessons, these are the words that he will say and I will see
My daddy is my best friend and my biggest foe

In this box, my father is there for me, always
He works for each penny as if it's his last
But he knows how to turn heartbroken nights into joyous days
My daddy is one create a future and push aside the past

In this box, my father looks in the mirror and sees a Zero
I look in the mirror and see my daddy, a Hero

 
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