Father’s Day is this Sunday, and we thought you’d like this short and sweet poem, from one father to his son.
When you fall asleep on my arm you make it ten times stronger.
When you lie on my chest it becomes a mountain.
When you wrap your hand around my finger no army in the universe can dislodge us.
I am father: giant, impenetrable, invincible, timeless, ageless, all seeing; cunning, determined, and when protecting you, utterly ruthless.
This is who I am now; this is what you have made me.
So my son, thank you for this first Father’s Day.