|I found this Father’s Day poem and it reminded me of the true value of being a parent. On the day I was born I met you, Dad. Over the first few years, I learned you were strong and always there. As I grew a few years older, I could remember you leaving home. I’d say, “Daddy where are you going?” “I have to go to work.” you used to respond.|
I was very sad. I didn’t understand. You would “go to work” almost every day.
You were almost always gone.
I didn’t understand. I can still hear you saying,
“I have to go to work – I love you.“
and perhaps silently hoping…
“maybe one day you’ll understand.” You worked hard.
We always had enough.
I couldn’t understand. As I grew even older,
you provided experiences and opportunities.
From being on teams to going to camps,
I made new friends and learned a lot.
I repeatedly changed my mind, but I always excelled.I’m grown now.
I work hard – like you did.
I have children of my own.
I spend more time with them
– because of you, I can.Thanks Dad, now I understand.