I'm like a closed door,
Not locked just shut.
People gather around.
But none of them so bold,
Willing to cross my threshold.

We live our lives not for ourselves,
But to effect the lives of those around us.

Does the moon get sad
When the clouds move in and it can’t shine or be seen
No
Because even though we can’t see it it is still shining behind the clouds
Just as all of you my fellow poets
Unbeknown to you , you are always shining not matter what is happening in your life
Your light is a beacon
And I will see it when you can’t.

You held my hand and I learned to walk,
You spoke to me and I learned to talk.
You gave me a pencil and I learned to write,
You gave me wings and I took a flight.

To make you proud is all I aim for,
I know you'll save me whenever I'm at war.
No words but one can describe
The respect, the love and the admiration
"DAD"