The Son I Love

I love you, and I try to be a good father
Don’t blame for the hard time you’ve had
Trust me, you’ll thank me later.

Being your father isn’t easy
I had to walk you to the park
Where all kinds of mosquitoes could bite
I was scared you would get sick by going there
But you cried out loud so that you’ll go
Because I love you, I had to take you

I don’t know how I can write it in words
But I have shown it to you
Which, I think, is the best thing to do
As your dad and father.

You make me proud, my son
You are blessed by me, and God above us
One day you too will be just like me
Just like a father to your son

For all fathers out there
Love your child, and cherish them
Remember, “life is goes fast, so slowly”.
Life is short.