'Proud Father' Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

My son, at your birth
You posed like a jewel
Instilled an innate mirth
An aura that rings a bell

My son, as a kid
You were creative
As you always did
Arts quite attractive

My son, as adolescent
You acted a special lad
With a mature ascent
Making me feel glad

My son, as you now stride
On your graduation installs
A gained triumphant pride
Flowing in me like waterfalls

My son, I love you always
Be courageous yet humble
Remain steadfast in all ways
As you and I will stand amiable