Letters to Dad

Dad,
We've never been great at talking.
At joking we thrive,
but real talk, we're shy.

I recall afternoons spent walking,
learning how to drive,
and asking the question, why?

Dad,
You've been my hero since birth.
Taught me about the world,
let me learn about girls.

You told me of my worth,
to seek love in the world,
and let's not forget the girls.

Dad,
You said, "Hard work pays off.
Do the best you can,
and thank God for what you cannot do alone.

Be thankful for time off,
lend a helping hand,
and remember, you always have a place to call home."

Dad,
My mind soaks in knowledge.
My tongue drips words.
My shoulders bear the weight of the world,
and my feet move towards tomorrow.

Dad,
Thank you.