Look at that handsome man,
that is him,
my father… or not, I’ll snap you with a knot,
so I’ll get srerious then.
MY father…what can I say about this man…
hands never tremble
funny…in his own way
no self pitty
love his wife
he is great at his job
the bravest person i have known
not in the physical sense
but in the mental strenght
he takes care of my mother
and she actually doesn’t even need to take care from anybody
40 plus years together…damn,
although, how in the world does this guy makes her laugh in the morning?
i will never be him…
but i got that since i was at least 16
he inspires others
to be enterprenours
and that takes some nevers
that a lot of people disserve
is a true man.
Yes, that is him
I never talk about my dad
and I know that makes you sad…..
not much more to say, hey! hold on,
he is quite the man
we never really talk,
but that is his way,
I know he knows I can stay
In this line, the correct line
that is mine to absorb- wich is more than fine.
So I doubt he reads this,
but happy birthday dad.
Actually it was never a cushy mushy cushy relationship,
that is how he sails his ship,
and that Is why I love the man,
specially, the mind he has, a prodigy really,
so how come I came out like this?
Anyways, I hope I am not giving the impression he is bad to his only son,
quite the contrary, really.
Some dads go to the kids game, some go fishing with the kids and all those things.
Is not the case of him, he just loves me in a different manner.
And really, not to be silly,
I´m damn proud of having this father.
Hope is a mutual feeling, I think so.