Devotion

Instrumental to my being,
Paternal architects helped me grow,
Taught in lessons of respect and wellbeing,
They helped me to choose my path in flow.

Strength and freedom of speech and peace,
Were handed down to me,
Joyous innocence of childhood,
My life was bright and free.

They held me up and shielded me,
I knew no strain or sorrow,
They built me up and believed in me,
My fathers’ steps I followed.

Respectful with my head held high,
I look for the good in all.
To be there for everyone I care about and pick them up when they should fall.

Rich and golden memories,
I carry for all my days,
Monumental in decency,
They bestow my life with colour and shield me from the greys.