I'll Love you Forever, the Child I Made

 

I AM DAD

FATHER, PROVIDER, PROTECTOR, TEACHER, CHEF.

HOUSEKEEPER, CHINESE LAUNDRY, COACH CHAUFFEUR, NURSE;

STORYTELLER, MONSTER KILLER, PLANNER ORGANISER,

DECORATOR, CRAFTER, MULTI-TASKING KING, SUPERMAN, AND FRIEND,

AND YES, THOUGH YOUR MOTHER CARRIED YOU;

‘TWAS I WHO GAVE YOU LIFE.

Most, anyone can have a child;

 “a parent”, call themselves.

The real parent is the one put that child

 above their own selfish needs or wants.

When a father makes the decision to create a child,

he’s also making the decision to take responsibility for that child.

A father never abandons his obligation as a parent,

because he’s tired, has “other plans”.

The father’s love begins, long before the child is born,

and lasts until the end of time,
through difficulties and differences;

many scars and wounds.

Days of sorrow, winding, wearing, weeping sharing,

ever changing.

Until at the end what remains; is that solid core;

that began as His Love before the child was born ©. Al (Alex, Alexander) D Girvan.