My Father’s Character

From mending a broken umbrella to my sister’s wedding
It’s all you, Dad
People treat fathers as a godly figure
But to me you are a saluting soldier

A day while changing clothes
Father accidently entered the door
My voice abrubpty annoyed at him
He unashamed in his tone said
“you were born my me”
There words touched deepest of the
heart strings

In trend i say:
You gave the wings to fly
By your wishes to get die