There are times I use this paper and pen to unwind, or merely to start the flow of poetry.
But today I hope to share, a feeling far from despair, it is the love between a father and son.
As I was not there, on the day you were brought in to this world, nor was I the man that made you.
But from your third month of life, till this moment, I have been the only daddy you have needed.
I watched you grow, saw as my heart melted into yours, such love, such caring, such kiss and hugs!
Though you hold not a single biological marker, that I can call mine, no one has ever questions if I am your father and if your mine.
You are my greatest happiness, the light on gloomy days, and even when the sun is not shining, you are my little rays.
I will always love your mother, even though we cannot be together, our love will never suffer, I'll be your dad forever.
You are only three now, and see my love as icky, one day you will see that I was there for you strictly.
You act just like I did, my mom say a spitting image, you even got my shyness, which I had never envisioned.  
And although your skin is different, and in time you will see, I was not the man that made you, but I will foster the man you will be.

My son, I love you.