Father

When I was a toddler Father was brilliant Taught me many things and with the wonder But as I got older and the passing Father grew slower until fifteen when.......... He eventually became a dullard Told me my friends would bring me down Punished me and locked my mind away But no locks could hold me and my genius The years passed until I reached twenty one I realized that he must have studied while I was sleeping I received the key when I was twenty five And looked at those blue eyes which held me They studied everything I did and loving Longing to be free I watched the first steps Brilliance Studying into the night and prayer Letting go and giving him my key I was born for this with my love Tried with his little hands to turn the lock but the key Frustrated I filed till his key fit snug My prayer was blessed and I thanked Father