Dad

You have seen my birth.

 You will keep me till death.

You would cheer me up when I’m sad

You would help me in life when it comes

You would make me laugh as loud as a drumbeat

You would be my partner in crime.

Even though you would fail when you try.

You would always make me smile inside.

You would be my yellow

Happy.

Joyful.

Friend.

I’m stitched by your love.

When I look at a book

And remember your stories

The memories will whir inside my head.

I would jump on your shoulders

And you would be my legs

You would do anything for me

Because that’s what fathers do.

Your mom’s house in the beach

Would make me remember what you had done in the house

And what you have become

The Picking pears grandmother, would be you for me father.

After all the years that have pasted.

Even if you go.

Th’ memories would be mine.

The good and bad times.

With me by your side.

Me being the son.

You being the proud father.