My Father

To my father, a person I am
Lucky enough
To call my own. He is my jokester
With a corny sense of humor.
He is my source
Of wisdom and guidance.
He is my protector.
He is my heart and soul.
He is my kindness
And softness.
He does not have any hard edges,
But he is gentle and intelligent.
I am his daughter, his world and
Someone who will
Always love him.
We share sports and
Other common ground.
Just like my mother,
We share endless
Love and light.
He does not care about
My physical beauty
Because in his eyes,
None of that matters.
He pays no attention to
My flaws or imperfections.
In his eyes, I am perfect just as
I am. He makes me want to
Set high standards for whomever
Is trying to take his place. He is
My source of strength
And resilience. He is my teacher,
For he has taught me about equality
For every skin color, for every race,
For every gender and for every
Social class in this world.
He has taught me about compassion
And that nothing in life comes easy.
We all need to work hard every day.
He sees the negative and the positive
In everything. I am going to always
Be his daughter and baby.
He is going to always be
My dad and father.