Dad
Here's my dad.
Look at dad.
I've seen him grow old, he's watched me grow.
We've both been proud of each other.
I think...
He is a happy man.
because I am happy.
Such is parenthood.
He never played sports, sang, drew paintings or acted.
yet he is my hero.
Because he is an honest man, has always been.
We needed more of his kind.
Here's to papa...
Look at dad.
I've seen him grow old, he's watched me grow.
We've both been proud of each other.
I think...
He is a happy man.
because I am happy.
Such is parenthood.
He never played sports, sang, drew paintings or acted.
yet he is my hero.
Because he is an honest man, has always been.
We needed more of his kind.
Here's to papa...
8 Comments:
I had to comment. Beautiful post. Have to add something though - dad didn't act but he wrote poetry and plays. Did you ever get a chance to read them? And I have heard that he used to sing too, though I never got the chance to hear him myself. You are right - we do need more men as honest as he is.... more dads as dedicated as he is.... more husbands as romantic as he is.....
Nice post. We do need more honest men.
Lovely poem ..simple words..strong emotion!
Touche'
Thats so true. My dad doesn't share my interests in theatre, music, books, nothing. Doesn't do any of the stuff that I admire others in my life for doing. But in his own way, he makes me realise what the real truth behind being a rolemodel is. Wish we all become half the men our fathers were !
Nice writing there. But the pic absolutely walks away with the attention - extremely poignant. I almost feel like I know him. Amazing work there, man.
i read your post a couple of days back and re-read it today. most of the junta i mix with are pretty fond of their respective dads but none i know could have expressed the feeling like you have.
another observation: i have never had a hero; think i never will. but you do come close, pardner.
Very nice Anurag. I love the expression on your father's face.
Your dad resembles Gulzar Sahab a lot.
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