Father

A poem for my daddy and my aunt.

My mama was a single mother for most of my life. I had no older siblings, so my aunt was very much so a big sister and did many of the things a dad did. Most of all, she played sports (whenever I decided I wanted to fit in) and video games with me.

Shortly before I got married myself, my mama remarried. While I was well into adulthood, I still appreciated having a step-father who took on the job like I was born to him. He’s just as much my daddy as if I was his own.

A sentinel, you stand
To defend
To provide
To shelter

A teacher, because of you
I can fight
I can hunt
I can repair what is broken

A coach, you have inspired
My dreams
My success
My future

A safe place
Within your arms
Within your voice
Within your heart

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