My Father

Come on, he said, you've got it on your plate, Stop clicking your pen and do concentrate; It's just a small triangle twisted at an angle, What's gotten your concepts in a muddy tangle? Iam going on a tour, he said, on office business, Dad, I want a barbie in a pink frilly dress! But lo and behold, the suitcase overflowed, With all our favorite things hidden in it's fold; Dad, I grew tall, I said, do you want to see, And I stood beside him, straightening out my knee; Oh, you reached my pocket, it's just a matter of time! Till you are tall as your mother, just a few months down the line; All the little things, all the golden moments, All the things I gained, my accomplishments; Dad, you were the pillar, did I ever tell you that? My wonderful father and the world's very best!