Identity poem

My father was cool
He taught me many things
How to tie a knot
But with only one string

How to walk
How to run
How to talk
How to be the best son

But the most important thing
Was to have fun
And when I had fun
I had A TON

Even if he got mad
Especially with me
It won’t matter, ‘cause in the end
I am his son

But when you’re a son
It gets kind of hard
Always looking up
To your best guard

So when you’re feeling down
Especially with your dad
Just remember
He’s not all that bad