Proud to Call You Dad

A happy father’s day poem

Dad, you were a building
casting  a shadow over the

street I walked when I was child,
shading me from peril of this

world, of myself, constantly looking
out for me.  As with seasons coming

and going, the sun rotated from behind you,
and so did your love upon me; allowing

me to shine — to grow into a productive
adult with a sense  of purpose, drive

and the will to succeed.  I thank you for
being the man I’m proud to call father.

Happy Father’s Day!

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