My dad is very special
But I didn't see it back then
It took me some years
To appreciate the ways of men
When I reached my teens
I was sure I wouldn't be this bad
I'll be a different kind of dad
But by the time
I became a parent of two
I realised I hardly fit his shoe
The stories he made and shared
I used to listen with all my heart
My kids also listen to mine
But sleep off as soon as I start
I have sat on his shoulders
Till I was in class three
My kids also I carried
on walks and treks
But am not as strong as he
His honesty and integrity
His confidence and love for art
Moral values he taught me
Will I be able to impart
I love you kids
Its been a joy being your papa
If I am not upto the mark
Please learn from grandpa
Thank you Papa,
You are the best
Your joy and passion for life
Is my source of zest
Love Manoj
P C Jos
A blog I wrote on my dad some time back
But I didn't see it back then
It took me some years
To appreciate the ways of men
When I reached my teens
I was sure I wouldn't be this bad
I'll be a different kind of dad
But by the time
I became a parent of two
I realised I hardly fit his shoe
The stories he made and shared
I used to listen with all my heart
My kids also listen to mine
But sleep off as soon as I start
I have sat on his shoulders
Till I was in class three
My kids also I carried
on walks and treks
But am not as strong as he
His honesty and integrity
His confidence and love for art
Moral values he taught me
Will I be able to impart
I love you kids
Its been a joy being your papa
If I am not upto the mark
Please learn from grandpa
Thank you Papa,
You are the best
Your joy and passion for life
Is my source of zest
Love Manoj
P C Jos
A blog I wrote on my dad some time back
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