Standing there, a tall, sturdy figure. With eyes of love and heart of joy. Waiting for me with an open arm I see my dad, calling my name. Plays with me, teaches me, A stare from him might even scare me. The reason of all my confidence, My dad, backing me up always. I look up to him in trouble, I party with him in triumph. He has been my coach, My dad, a friend to a son!
This is a blog about me and my thoughts and my journey called LIFE!