Many view fathers as mirrors,
Which throw back their reflections,
For their lives to be without errors,
But be of awesome perfections.
I see my father as a bricklayer,
Who put the pieces of my life together,
For me not to be a briefplayer.
And make my foundation sure and strong forever.
I doff today for him my cap,
The man who moulded me to a man.
Who provided for my first pap,
And bought me my first toy van.
He brought me up with the word of God,
And never afraid to correct me with the word of rod.
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