Baba

Wed, 08/22/2018 - 18:08 -- caolulu

He who has a voice booming like Zeus’s thunder

But, singing so delicate yet clear like no other.

 

Eyes wide and alert,

yet so playful and mischievous.

The things he would do to make me laugh was limitless.

 

Although sometimes he might make me upset,

He will always be someone I respect.

 

Despite the outward pretense of callousness and childishness,

He is, in reality, wise far beyond his years.

 

Always acting as a role model, he keeps his head up

and doesn’t look back.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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