domingo, 3 de octubre de 2010

My Father

The lost elephant of its herd.
The one that's late or never there. 


The know it all,
My ageless father.
My father has more experience than expected.


The flower that doesn’t bloom, 
the one that hides his rough childhood.
The one unaware of reality.


My father is a history book without end.
If its one thing my dad knows its history.
I have learned many things from him but he has not learned much from me.


The musician,
The teacher,
I have to admit he has a got talent but he says if 
I keep practicing guitar I can be even better.


Even though its hard for him to express himself,
I can tell he cares for me and wants the best for me.
My caring father.

Despite his defects and his mistakes he has lead me to be who I am today.

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