Father's Haven: The Lighthouse's Enough Poem by Noen Muti

In days gone, when I was going on a journey,
You whispered, 'No more school, my son.
Be a lighthouse, enough with the fuel.
Your light will shine bright, trust me, it's true.'

But I knew then what I know now,
That a lighthouse needs more than a vow.
It needs fuel to burn bright and long,
To guide ships through the night and the storm.

So I left home and sought out my fate,
To gather the knowledge that would not abate.
And now I return with a heart full of pride,
For I have gathered enough fuel to light up the sky.

Father, take my hand and feel my heart beat,
For I am your son, and I will not retreat.
I am the lighthouse you dreamed of so long ago,
With enough fuel to light up the night and the glow.