A father's love
Stern, yet subtle.
Heard far and wide,
Yet just a mumble.
You know the time has come,
After he talks to Mother.
You think the worst,
Why were you so dumb?
Slowly climbing every stair,
Tired and weary.
You hold your breathe,
This is more than you can bare.
With a knock on your door..
You know it is the end.
It was a good run,
Trembling at the core.
As the door opens it's not what you expect.
He pulls a chair,
Starts talking,
Waiting for you to interject.
He knows what happened,
But wishes to hear you out,
Standing in your corner,
Ready to fight your bout.
He stands by your side.
Tried and true,
A father's love,
Always looks after you.
Looking back at my father who adopted me and growing up having my own.. I now see the love.
