Dear Dad

I owe you much
Unlimited indeed
Some unpayable
And the major indeed

Even for decennials
Semi-centennial, centuries and
Millenniums granted to me
Won't be sufficient for paying them

Even with vast wealth
Worth trillions of money
These things are unsurpassed
And will never be

Your overwhelming love
Your infinite care
Your unassailable contention
Lack a matching reward

Your son promises
To reward you in abundance
Not with wealth or money
But with despotic happiness
And ample comfort

In me you sowed
You watered expectantly
Earthed-up with wise advises
And you'll cheerfully harvest from it
Dear Dad, I promise