Identity poem

Photo courtesy of Google images

Photo courtesy of Google images



My father was coolHe taught me many thingsHow to tie a knotBut with only one string


How to walkHow to runHow to talkHow to be the best son


But the most important thingWas to have funAnd when I had funI had A TON


Even if he got madEspecially with meIt won’t matter, ‘cause in the endI am his son


But when you’re a sonIt gets kind of hardAlways looking upTo your best guard


So when you’re feeling downEspecially with your dadJust rememberHe’s not all that bad